The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77: THE MATRIARCH WHO NEVER LOVED HIM

Abigail

She would have begged me to fuck her. I just knew she would have.

The keynote speaker for the seminar in Denver was saying something about emerging automobile markets. I had the program open on my desk and my eyes pointed at the stage but approximately none of my attention was in this room.

What I had instead was the memory of her hand closing around my cock in a hospital room. God, her touch had felt familiar. Hot and familiar. I loved the way her breath caught when she felt how hard I was, that soft broken moan against my jaw, Finn.

I turned a page of the program I hadn’t read.

She would be home by now. James should have taken her straight there. It had been terrifying seeing her slump like that, her eyes not opening.

Fuck, I had stormed down the hallway to drag Hale our of the ward he was in so he would check on her.

She would be fine. Why did she react so strongly to hospitals though? A flash of her having a panic attack some two months ago in the elevator filled my head.

What one earth had happened to Abigail Kellerman? The hall thundered with applause, drawing me out of my thoughts. The speaker strutted off the platform and I closed the program.

The MC stepped back to the podium, adjusted the microphone, and began the introduction for the next segment. I straightened slightly, reaching for the inside pocket of my jacket where my speech was-

"Please welcome to the stage, representing The Wolfe Industries... The Matriarch herself, Gina Wolfe."

I froze in the middle of standing up from my seat and turned my head very slowly to the stage.

Mother climbed the steps to the podium all draped in some ivory silk dress, her silver hair swept up in a bun. My jaw locked at the sight as the applause went on around me.

I dropped back on my seat, biting back a bitter laugh that bubbled up my throat. My mother was standing giving a speech that I had been scheduled to give.

The urge to storm out was strong, pressing and pushing against my bones. My eyes caught several cameras and journalists scattered around the hall.

The last thing I wanted was to give the press something to gnaw on. I could see the headlines already, ’Wolfe gets furious as his mother usurps him.’

How could she humiliate me like this? Mother could be overbearing and demanding, but she had never gone this far. She was never supposed to go this far.

After two solid hours of torture and seething within, barely clamping a lid over the anger rolling through my veins, I found mother at her car, handing her bag to the driver. The Denver afternoon was cold and grey, whipping and ruffling through my hair as I covered the gap between us in quick strides.

"You didn’t say you were coming,"

She arched her brow, turning to face me fully. "Neither did you. I heard you were giving the speech."

"And you decided to supplant me?"

"Pssh, supplant," she scoffed, waving a hand in the air. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

You would think that after thirty five years of being made to feel inadequate, I would be used to it.

I am your son, too!

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