phone to call my father.
Sylvie was a great assistant, one that I had become very fond of since hiring her two years ago. Though we kept a very professional relationship, I knew that she was more to me; she was a friend… someone I could depend on.
“Mr. Belmont, I have your father on the line… and sir, good luck,” she added, making the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach even worse.
“Thanks Sylvie, cancel all my morning meetings. I need to take care of a few things after I speak with my father.”
“Right away sir, I’ll connect you right now.”
I didn’t bother to sit at my desk. Instead I paced back and forth contemplating what I would tell my father.
“ Mon fils , my son… I can hear you pacing back and forth. Do you mind explaining to me how a married man finds himself picking up strange women at a bar and taking them home?” he asked, his voice sharp and strong.
I hated that my father could read me so well, even without seeing me face to face.
“Hello Father… the woman is a friend of mine, that’s all there is to it,” I responded, making sure to keep my voice even and calm, knowing that my father had an ability to detect even the slightest variation in tone. It was a skill he had taught me since childhood, informing me that a successful business man with that skill could conquer the world. Thankfully, the few times I had used that very skill on him he hadn’t noticed, probably because he thought me too fearful to even bother trying to deceive him.
“And your wife? What does she have to say about your friendship with this woman?”
The way he said friendship told me all that I needed to know. He did not believe my story and that made me nervous. How could I explain Emily to him without letting him know that my marriage to Charlette was nothing more than a ruse?
I must have taken too long to respond to him because he continued, “ Just as I thought! Fix it… now!”
Before I could even muster up a response, he ended the call.
One woman, one strong willed , stubborn, incredibly sexy woman, had somehow turned my life upside down. The old me would have dismissed her the minute she’d walked out, thinking nothing more of the night we shared but something about that damn woman wouldn’t leave me alone. Despite all the heat that was on me right now, I still yearned for her. Thoughts of her creamy, silky skin against my body instantly gave me a boner.
I needed to find her. My Emily, Mon amour.
CHARLETTE
Thanks to Christopher’s anonymous tip, I knew news of Jules and Emily’s affair would draw the attention of Jack, Julien’s father. After speaking to Emily myself, I knew that it wouldn’t take long before she moved on from whatever delusional fantasies she had of being with Jules. Once she got a taste of all it would take to be with a man of Jules’ stature, she would surely buckle under the pressure of the media and run for the hills.
It took a special kind of woman to stand behind a man like Julien Belmont! A woman like me , which was why his father sought me out to begin with! With Jules’ money and power, only a strong, successful, and confident woman like me could handle the responsibility of being with him. It was more than just appearing at events a few times a year in the perfect gown. It took dedication! Jules hadn’t known all that I’d done for him as his wife over the years. The interviews I had accepted merely because it would be great publicity for his company. Not to mention the deal I’d accepted from his father just to marry the man.
My father worked so hard to build the family vineyard into the empire that it is today, and if he knew how much I had lost in the first year after his death, he would surely roll over in his grave.
Initially the company was running smoothly , but soon investors began to question my ability to run the company. By the end of the year, we were faced with losing everything. That’s when Jack Belmont entered!
Jack Belmont, Jule
Sylvie was a great assistant, one that I had become very fond of since hiring her two years ago. Though we kept a very professional relationship, I knew that she was more to me; she was a friend… someone I could depend on.
“Mr. Belmont, I have your father on the line… and sir, good luck,” she added, making the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach even worse.
“Thanks Sylvie, cancel all my morning meetings. I need to take care of a few things after I speak with my father.”
“Right away sir, I’ll connect you right now.”
I didn’t bother to sit at my desk. Instead I paced back and forth contemplating what I would tell my father.
“ Mon fils , my son… I can hear you pacing back and forth. Do you mind explaining to me how a married man finds himself picking up strange women at a bar and taking them home?” he asked, his voice sharp and strong.
I hated that my father could read me so well, even without seeing me face to face.
“Hello Father… the woman is a friend of mine, that’s all there is to it,” I responded, making sure to keep my voice even and calm, knowing that my father had an ability to detect even the slightest variation in tone. It was a skill he had taught me since childhood, informing me that a successful business man with that skill could conquer the world. Thankfully, the few times I had used that very skill on him he hadn’t noticed, probably because he thought me too fearful to even bother trying to deceive him.
“And your wife? What does she have to say about your friendship with this woman?”
The way he said friendship told me all that I needed to know. He did not believe my story and that made me nervous. How could I explain Emily to him without letting him know that my marriage to Charlette was nothing more than a ruse?
I must have taken too long to respond to him because he continued, “ Just as I thought! Fix it… now!”
Before I could even muster up a response, he ended the call.
One woman, one strong willed , stubborn, incredibly sexy woman, had somehow turned my life upside down. The old me would have dismissed her the minute she’d walked out, thinking nothing more of the night we shared but something about that damn woman wouldn’t leave me alone. Despite all the heat that was on me right now, I still yearned for her. Thoughts of her creamy, silky skin against my body instantly gave me a boner.
I needed to find her. My Emily, Mon amour.
CHARLETTE
Thanks to Christopher’s anonymous tip, I knew news of Jules and Emily’s affair would draw the attention of Jack, Julien’s father. After speaking to Emily myself, I knew that it wouldn’t take long before she moved on from whatever delusional fantasies she had of being with Jules. Once she got a taste of all it would take to be with a man of Jules’ stature, she would surely buckle under the pressure of the media and run for the hills.
It took a special kind of woman to stand behind a man like Julien Belmont! A woman like me , which was why his father sought me out to begin with! With Jules’ money and power, only a strong, successful, and confident woman like me could handle the responsibility of being with him. It was more than just appearing at events a few times a year in the perfect gown. It took dedication! Jules hadn’t known all that I’d done for him as his wife over the years. The interviews I had accepted merely because it would be great publicity for his company. Not to mention the deal I’d accepted from his father just to marry the man.
My father worked so hard to build the family vineyard into the empire that it is today, and if he knew how much I had lost in the first year after his death, he would surely roll over in his grave.
Initially the company was running smoothly , but soon investors began to question my ability to run the company. By the end of the year, we were faced with losing everything. That’s when Jack Belmont entered!
Jack Belmont, Jule
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