Married To My Sister's Husband novel Chapter 13

Markian

Why am i this way? One moment I want Livy to be so far away from me, so we don't even breathe the same air.

And when she is, I still find myself feeling restless and anxious, wanting to know what she might be doing at every given time.

I guess what they say it's true about keeping your friends close and your enemies closer. I would rather she be close enough so I can keep an eye on her than keeping her far away.

But did I really have to say all that, I thought as I recalled my conversation with her the day before.

' I never had intentions of playing house with you, but I'm compelled to. So with that being the case, I don't think there would be any need to hold back anymore. I would play house and everything that comes and goes with it. In fact, things would go according to my rules and none of them would favor you I promise'.

Its not like I want to do anything serious with her anyway, especially since she's the last person on earth I would ever want to be close with.

My only wish is to make her live with me more miserable than I felt, which means I have to trade on all ground to achieve that, and until I do, I won't rest.

As if that wench and her mother wasn't enough, now I also have to deal with Daniel's imprudent attitude.

Is he legit trying to get on my bad side or what? It's been almost 24hrs and I haven't been able to reach him.

There is nothing worse than what he did today, and whether he did it knowingly or unknowingly, he won't go unpunished.

I even tried calling my uncle to ask him the reason why I wasn't aware of the change of hand before now, but he is also ignoring my calls.

It's no news that he had always envied the position of the President of Castlehill, a position which I owned perfectly.

He keeps looking for new ways to either sabotage or derail my efforts, but I've been a tough nut to crack even for him.

With every passing day my dominance and authority grows making it difficult for him to outrightly declare a war against me. So, even though we are family, he completely hates my guts and so do I.

He must have devices a new plan this time around, making Daniel his ace.

Don't get me wrong, I may have treated my cousin like a minion, but that was the only way I could be wary of him.

If you grew up in a family like mine, you'ld learn that life is a jungle. And if you become careless, you get eaten like a prey.

Knowing just how manipulative my uncle can be, being very close with Daniel wasn't an option and I was right. It may have taken longer than I assumed, but it's happening eventually.

As my mind went on a survival search on ways to clip Daniel's wings before they become incredibly strong, I couldn't help but wonder what my wife could be up to.

I mentally slapped myself in the head. Not her again, can't I just go 5mins without thinking about her?

Just as I was mentally torturing myself of how mindful I was becoming about Livy, I felt soft slender hands slide from my back to my stomach, embracing me gently.

I was at a bar in a city I haven't been to in a very long time, and I sure as hell don't know anyone here who is close to me enough to dare touch me.

I stared at the hands with long red painted nails that circled my waist, and I could feel the slow breathing of it's owner behind my ear.

I wasn't wasted so I could tell it was a woman, so as a gentle man I slowly turned to reveal who had such guts as to give me a back hug and gently turn her down.

I almost choked on my thoughts when I saw the culprit, and my lips parted in surprise.

"Felicity?"

I managed to speak as she just stood there smirking menacingly.

Felicity was a girl I had an on and off relationship with in high school and college days, before the Luthel sisters came into my life.

It wasn't love or anything like that, she just knew how to draw out my wild side and she was hella hot.

The last time I saw her was 3yrs ago, we were intimate that evening at the after-party of my birthday, when she told me she was getting married to a man 3 times her age.

It's true that with her I was able to be wild and do certain things that Markian, President of Castlehill wouldn't normally do, plus the sex was always epic. But if she was getting married, I sure as hell wouldn't like to be caught up in an extra-marital affair.

So I broke up with her and never saw her again, despite all her calls, texts and emails to hear her out, until today.

"In the flesh. Hello Markian, I thought that must be you. After all, no one in this world knows you better than I do." She spoke still smirking.

I composed myself and took a sip from my glass, putting my seamless face on.

"So, what is the mighty Markian Winfrey doing in Dominican Republic?" she asked taking a seat beside me.

I saw how enticing her posture was as she crossed her legs letting her high slit gown open revealing her sexy smooth thighs, while making an order to the bartender.

I swallowed my drink, it was always hard to think straight when she was around, so I looked away straight forward.

"I'm on a mini-"

"...business trip I presume? The same old Markian, and here I thought maybe you tracked me down because you missed me" she interrupted.

She was one of the few people in the world that could interrupt me and go free. I smiled at how wrong she was but didn't try to correct the misunderstanding.

"And you? Weren't you getting married the last time we met? What happened to your husband, or is he here with you? I should say hi, don't you think?" I replied sounding sarcastic.

If she held me so intimately liked that then I needed to know if her husband was close by or not, after all I had a reputation to uphold.

"If you mean Gerald, he and I got divorced right before he passed away. Actually I'm currently on my 3rd husband who is a very benevolent and generous old man with billions in his account," she replied with a straight face.

She must have caught on by now that I was being sarcastic but what she said next mortified me to the bones.

"Bernard and I have an open relationship, so don't worry about a thing. He understands that I'm a vibrant energetic young woman who have desires he can't fulfill, so he lets me explore other options if you know what I mean." She said winking at me.

Was she being serious right now? I knew Felicity had a huge sex appetite and her sex appeal is off the chats, but to think she would act on it even as a married woman 3times in a row was baffling.

Still I can't say I was totally surprised because, well, she was Felicity. She gets what she wants when and how ever she wants it, and I guess that's what attracted me to her the most.

"What are you doing here, Felicity? I thought I told you that we should treat each other like strangers whenever we meet each other again, so what are you doing now?"

She dropped her glass of drink and stared straight into my face, like she was searching for an answer or clue. I wasn't comfortable anymore, so I advanced to leave but, she held my shirt by the collar and pulled me in for a steaming kiss.

I didn't pull away, I didn't freeze either but I didn't kiss her back.

With Felicity, my sexual desires and urges spikes off the charts, so I was careful not to move a muscle or give her the satisfaction she needed.

She pulled back and laughed loudly like I said something funny. Then she wiped her lips with the back of her palm leaving a little smudge by the side of her lips, as she took a sip of her drink.

"I like this new you, you seem more like a man than you were 3yrs ago. Marriage must have done a thing or two to you over the years" she said smiling.

How did she know I was married? Even though I was in love with Sophy, our marriage wasn't so open to the public.

Yes, we appeared on shows and events together, but I guess people most times tried hard enough not to associate 'Minnesota's rich and handsome' to a single woman.

They'll rather call on my dates as acquaintances than put any romantic caption to them, seeing as I can be very mean and arrogant most times.

"Well, I guess you have your ways of finding things like that out. But you are right, marriage did a lot to me." i replied as I took out my handkerchief and softly wiped off the smudge by the side of her lips which was compelling me to do lots more to her than just kissing her again.

She looked at me with those deep blue eyes and moved her face slowly towards mine.

For a moment there I thought she was going to kiss me again, but for some reason, I didn't move.

Then she whispered to my ear, "but, I know how to push your buttons still", she smirked again maliciously.

"There is going to be a party tomorrow in honor of my husband's birthday, you should come. Everyone that is anyone would be there, you might even meet some investors too. I'll send you an invite to you hotel room" she said.

"How do you know my hotel room?" I wondered.

"It's one of my husband's hotels I manage, so from the very first day you booked into Barcelo Bavaro Palace, I knew." She smirked and kissed me goodbye on the cheek.

She must be married to Bernard García. Wow, she really have out done herself. I'll think about going to the party later, but now I have 'a wife' to catch up with.

Livy

This place is amazing, but for some reason I wasn't happy.

It was suppose to be my honeymoon, but here I was alone with sore feelings each time I see a happy couple pass.

I haven't seen Markian all day, same as yesterday. It's not like I want to go with him but, would it kill him if I went along with him to his meetings? I just don't want to be abandoned in the hotel room everyday.

Maybe, I should just go back to our suite and look for something to do indoors.