The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 209

Chapter 209: VICTORIA’S STUNT

Abigail

Monday morning arrived too quickly, dragging us back from the dreamy escape of the weekend into work. So much work. I had been on my feet for what felt like forever, even though it was barely eleven o’clock.

The conference room was filled with engineers and department heads, along with the mechanical design, finance, and accounting teams.

My man sat at the head, looking every inch the commanding CEO in his black-as-night suit. His eyes drifted to me, where I sat to his right, and they lingered.

They stayed on my face, his green eyes softening into a look that turned my stomach to jelly and made me want to ruffle his perfectly slicked-back hair.

I wiggled my brows at him, and the corner of his lips quirked up before he looked away. I was getting hooked on his smile, Lord have mercy.

"So what’s the agenda for the upcoming VTD engine upgrade test on the racetrack?" Finn asked.

The head of Engineering shifted in his seat. "It’s ready for testing, sir."

"Good. Miss Kellerman, push my schedule ahead by an hour. I want to test the engine upgrade."

"Noted, Mr Wolfe-"

The door to the conference room suddenly flew open, and guess who walked right in?

The devil.

That may be an understatement, but it might as well have been evil itself. Victoria strutted in, all wrapped up in a tight black dress and pumps to match. A younger woman trailed behind her, carrying a designer bag, bowing her head.

Every head in the room turned.

I had almost, almost managed to forget the stunt she pulled on Saturday, but here she was with her white-coated nails throwing it back in my face.

Why was she here? The first and only time I had ever seen her in this building was when she came to tell me so graciously how Finnegan was married to her.

She smiled brightly, waving a manicured hand. "Hello, everyone! So sorry to interrupt. I’m Victoria Wolfe, Finnegan’s wife. I thought I’d pop in to support my husband during this important meeting."

A ripple of shock moved through the room. Whispers broke out immediately. Finnegan’s face remained cold and composed, but I saw the fury burning in his emerald eyes.

His jaw tightened, and his fingers flexed on the table. Irritation flared hotly in my bones when she walked straight to Finnegan, leaning down to kiss him ON THE LIPS, in front of everyone.

How dare she touch him like that?

"Darling, you look so handsome in that suit," she purred, loud enough for the whole room to hear. "I missed you this weekend."

Finnegan’s hand came up immediately, firmly pushing her away. "Victoria, this is a professional meeting. You’re being inappropriate."

She pouted dramatically, playing the doting wife so well that it sickened me. She didn’t get to touch him like that after all she did to Angel and Finnegan. He could be soft and tolerate her bullshit, but I was this close to ripping her extensions out.

Oh sweet lord in heaven, was I... was I jealous?

"Oh, don’t be like that, honey. I’ll wait for you in your office, okay?" She pressed her lips to his again before sauntering out, her assistant trailing behind her.

The room fell dead silent for several seconds. I kept my face as neutral as I could, but inside, I was burning.

The audacity of that woman, walking in here like she had any right to touch him after everything she’d done.

How much more was she going to hurt him? I wished there was some way to end this for him.

Finnegan cleared his throat, voice ice-cold. The playful glint in his eyes was completely gone. "Let’s continue."

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