The Contract

Chapter 8

As he drove us home, he didn't say a single word to me, but the way he was gripping the steering wheel let me know I got in his head, this is just the beginning dude.

I open my door getting out of the car when we got home, I walk to my room and took my dress off, it reeked of alcohol though I didn't have any

My door busted open making me look at the door to see a fuming Alex walking inside, I didn't care that I was in a black thong and a black strapless bra.

"How may I help you?" I ask

His eyes wander up and down my body making me smirk

"Am I turning you on Mr Scott" I ask walking towards him seeing his hands fisted beside him

I felt his hand on my neck when he pulled me forward by the neck making me gasp a little. My eyes met his and anger coarse through my veins

"What you pulled today is not acceptable" his voice firm and demanding

"Oh really? Why not?" I ask

His hand squeezed my throat a little but not in a way that would hurt me

"Are you fucking shitting me Allison? Dancing with a man in a club, getting on the stripper pole and flirting with bartenders doesn't suit you" he growls

"Hmm, so then what suits me? Going to Scotland with your girlfriend when you have a wife at home? Should I plan a trip to Greece with a boyfriend?" I taunt

"I wasn't there with a girlfriend" he states

"Right, you were there with a fucking bitch you are boning right" I yell in his face pushing him back

"Are you accusing me of cheating on you?" He asks

"Damn right I am"

"What the fuck is wrong with you Allison?" He sit on my bed

"Wrong with me? You got some nerves coming in my room and even having this conversation after you boned god knows how many girls"

"I didn't, I did not bone anyone. I was there on business" he said

"Right, of course you were holding her hand, laughing with her, having dinners"

"What are you going on about Allison" he asks

"Alex do not fuck with me right now, you clearly knew what you were doing when she posted fucking pictures of her and you" I spit

"No I don't know what you are talking about"

"Fucks sake" I mumble under my breath grabbing my phone

I pull up the pictures throwing the phone in his face, he grabbed the phone and scrolled down looking at those pictures.

"This is a business client Allison" he explains

"Of course she is, because we kiss clients on the cheek and hold their hands like that going to candle light dinners while your wife is at home" i tuant

He gets up from the bed putting my phone on the bed, a smirk playing on his lips as he walks closer making me step back until my back hit the wall. He stops when there is barely any space between us.

"The problem here is you, Mrs Scott seem to be jealous" he says as if he was the king of the world

"Jealous my fucking ass"

He smirks tilting my chin up, he leans down a little as his nose touches mine making my breath hitch

"No, you see Allison no matter how hard you try and pretend you aren't that typical wife, you are and you can't help but want me to be a typical husband" he stated and maybe he was right