A Wife for Hire: The Trillionaire's Contract Wife
(A distant secret)
Chapter Thirteen
The door of the office opened casually, and a beautiful dyed haired blonde woman strut into the office, her cleavage spilling out in the open wearing a short silver gown that accentuated her curves, and ass cracks she winked at him as they locked gazes.
The secretary pursued behind almost out of breath. "I'm sorry sir I informed her you instructed you didn't want visitors she forced her way in." His secretary explained scared of losing her job.
"It's okay you can go back to your job I'll handle this." He dismissed she bowed, and shut the door behind quietly.
"Long time Aaron Buckley nice suit." She bat her lashes at him. She bit her lower lip, pulling her dress lower her cleavage is out in the open for his bare eyes to feed on.
He ignores her attempt to seduce him. It wasn't the first time she has tried getting him in bed with her. The first time he ran into Ophelia and Nicole was at a game. Nicole acted all clingy and too forward to get to know him instantly while Ophelia was calmer, quiet and spoke only when asked to. He chose Ophelia and Nicole hasn't given up in her quest to claim him for herself. It surprised him at Ophelia's blind trust in her sister and their differences in personality and world view.
He growled in disgust. "What are you doing in my office Nicole?" He thundered.
"Fire in your tongue I love it." She giggled placing her butt to a chair, and seductively crossing her legs. It's been years, and yet he never changes Aaron Buckley was a hard nut to crack all her attempts proved futile reason she was pulling the legal system against him to take the things he loved the most in the word- his children.
"What have you come to do?" He asked again slamming his fist into his desk. If almost made her jump.
"To make the hurt go away. I served you papers, and would do everything to gain custody of my late sister's children. She died mysteriously, and the autopsy results were tampered with. I deserve to fight for her cause, and protect the girls from danger looming in that mansion."
"What are you trying to say?"
Her fingers twisted few strands of hair as she stared him bold in the eye. "It's clear as the sky.." she left the chair seductively shaking her hips, and sat on his desk. "We can go back to where we were the good old days or we can make it worse the choice is yours." Her legs widened, she trailed her fingers over his arms to his suit tie humming a seductive tone.
He yanked her hands off slamming her off his table her butt hit the ground she yelped in pain. "Get your dirty hands off me. I never loved you Nicole, and never will in this lifetime or the next. I loved Ophelia with my body and soul and you know I didn't kill her. Your sorry attempt in manipulating members of the press, and tabloids against me are dead on arrival."
"I met you first, liked you on first glance and never stopped loving you. Why didn't you love me back? I was willing to do everything you asked but you never gave me the chance. My stupid boorish sister claimed your heart in an instant." She yelled in pain.
He crouched to the ground grabbed her hand around her jaw, and snarled in her face. Arteries popped in his forehead, her eyes darkened with rage. He held her so tight she grimaced in pain. "One more word about Ophelia, and I'll cut your tongue open, and feed you with it." He warned.
"Threaten me, cut me open, and destroy me I don't care. Aaron you'll never know peace I'll make sure the rest of your life is filled with pain, long suffering, and untold misery. You can have everything money can buy but your heart…" her fingers punched him right in his chest. "You'll never be happy. Love will never bloom your decaying soul. None of us would be happy, and it's a perfect gift for the suffering I endured. Nobody wins in the end. As I can't have you nobody else will let's suffer together…" She bursts into mocking laughter.
He pulled away instantly. The feeling that hollow feeling like an open wound refusing to heal- the strings of the pain wrapped around him so strong he fell on his knees grabbing his head in his palms as it torments him. Images of Ophelia's pale, dead body flashed before his eyes. Her beautiful eyes still, and lifeless. The twins kept crying over her but no matter their sobs she didn't wake or comfort them children she dotted on with all of her heart.
Whenever he thinks of her his world is thrown into shambles of pain, and unending trauma. Why did she decide to drive that very day when he warned of the incoming storm? Ophelia was stubborn and went out that late evening, and ran into a truck. The autopsy confirmed nothing, and ruled it as an accidental death and the families prepared the burial arrangements but he felt something fishy. Paige, and Piper needed him more, and being with his daughters to escape the dark mist in their lives became his paramount goal.
"Aaron…" he felt her touch him. "It's okay I can stop your suffering. I can take back everything and give you the life we truly deserve. Paige and Piper will willingly accept me as their mom besides I'm their aunty I can fill Ophelia's place I can fill your life with happiness better than she can." Her lips move to kiss him.
"Get out! Get lost, and one more thing serve as many papers as you want. I'm not scared of your fake tears, and outrage you're a fraud and read my lips. No woman can ever take Ophelia's place she's etched in the deepest layer of my soul." He dragged her by the arm harshly, and threw her out of his office. Her eyes red in embarrassment, her eye swollen in tears.
"Welcome to hell Aaron Buckley." She turned around and walked away. With each step she took Aaron knew Nicole would do everything to destroy him.
He has rejected her love once again, and hell hath no fury like a scorned obsessed woman.