Alex’s POV
“I couldn’t believe what had just happened that night at the gala. The girl from that night, the one I had been trying to forget, is my nephew's wife? How could I have made such a huge mistake? I didn't even link the two together. It's not like I'm that close with the rest of the family to know my nephew's wife!
I couldn’t shake the memory of her from my mind. The way her soft brown eyes looked at me, the way she begged me to take her… I could still feel the heat from her body. She had been hurt I could tell now ..she asked me to make her forget him and it all made sense.
I didn't understand tho, how would anyone cheat on someone like her?
I needed more information about her, fast.
I paged my personal assistant.
“Mr. Alex,” his voice came through the line.
“Dillion, I need the details of that girl that walked in late. Yvonne. Send it to me in the next five minutes.” My tone was sharp, trying to hide the frustration.
“Of course, right away,” He replied.
I stared at my screen, my mind restless until his email notification popped up.
There she was–innocent and professional in her picture, but I knew the truth now. “Yvonne,” I muttered under my breath, the memory of how she moaned under my touch rushing back. Just thinking about it made me hard. I shifted in my seat, forcing myself to focus on her profile.
Her full name was Yvonne Calvin. She is 24, but she looked so much younger, which was why I had hesitated at first. But when she told me she was 24, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I gave her every chance to walk away, but she begged me to take her–and I did. That wasn’t like me.
I’ve always kept my relationships casual, with mature women who understood the rules. No commitment. No strings. I was the one in control. But last night, she was all I wanted, and I fell for it.
The worst part was, I wanted her again despite knowing I couldn’t have her. She was too young and too involved now. Might I add that she was my nephew's wife? That made her off–limits. She had to stay off–limits, and I hoped she understood that too.
I was lost in these thoughts when my phone rang. It was Christian.
“Hey, Christian. What’s going on?” I asked, trying to push thoughts of Yvonne aside.
“Uncle, I need to see you,” Christian’s voice sounded strained like something was seriously wrong.
“Is everything alright?” I asked, immediately concerned. These days we became awfully close, that only made my guilt worse.
“I can’t talk much on the phone. Can we meet for dinner at the restaurant?”
“Is it urgent? You know you can tell me anything,” I pressed, worried. My mind went to the divorce.
“I know, it's about the divorce proceedings. Dinner’s fine. Does 7 pm work for you?”
Exactly what I thought.
“No, I can't make that work but you could just come over to Yvonne's company, I'm there for a meeting and it won't be over so soon.” I replied.
"Okay then.”
And the line went dead.
I leaned back in my chair, trying to figure out what could be wrong.
I thought for a while and still couldn't figure it out. My thoughts went back to Yvonne and I remembered I didn't have her number.
I called her mom, asking for her number. I know it sounds stupid but inasmuch as she's off limits she's pulled me in too far already.
I wanted her, as selfish as that may sound. I did want her
Little steps I told myself..
I stood up, heading out of my office, determined to push my worries aside for now.
At 12 PM when Christian said he was coming over, I heard my assistant tell me from the intercom that he was here.
"Tell him to wait in the waiting room and I will meet him there."
"So by next week which is the deadline for -
I'm cut short at the door opening to a distraught Christian.
"Alex, I really need help to stop the divorce.” For the first time, he's calling my name. “I really can't go through with the last proceedings. I screwed up, I love Yvonne and I still want to be with her, not that skank of her sister."
My eyes bulged out in shock at the mention of her sister. Not any other woman but her very sister?
It was when he blabbed out he realized he made a huge mistake.