One Wild Night

Chapter 361 Full-blown Anger

　　Rebekah had a satisfied smile on her face as she lay naked in Adam's arms, "I missed you so much that I couldn't concentrate on work since yesterday. I just kept thinking about our meeting," he said as he pressed a kiss on her shoulder.

　　"Can't we increase the number of days we meet? Seeing you twice a week isn't enough," Adam complained after a while, and Rebekah sat up as she looked down at him in disapproval.

　　"It's either you are satisfied with that, or we end things completely," Rebekah warned. 

　　She had a tight schedule for all her lovers, and she couldn't risk any of them becoming greedy for more. She liked that they all believed that each of them was the only one she was involved with. She didn't want any unnecessary jealousy.

　　She was a woman with a ravenous appetite for sex like she had for power and influence, and she had organized her life in such a way that she had both without fear of ruining her reputation. 

　　All her lovers had something to lose if their relationship became exposed to the public, so she enjoyed discreet sex with them while also benefiting from their influence. 

　　"It's fine. Having you this way is better than not having you at all," Adam assured her, and she smiled at him.

　　"Good. And Bernice? How is she?" Rebekah asked, and Adam's nose wrinkled in displeasure at the mention of his wife. 

　　"How are you able to talk about her when we are in bed? It ruins the mood," he said, and she laughed softly.

　　"I told you before. It always turns me on to know that you find me more sexually appealing than my daughter. It makes me feel sexy and horny to know that you chose me over her," Rebekah said as she ran a finger down his torso.

　　"You realize that you are the only reason I am married to her, right?" He asked, and she nodded.

　　"Yeah, I know so."

　　"I will divorce her and get married to you in the blink of an eye if I'm sure that you'll accept my proposal," he said, and she stopped the movement of her finger. 

　　"Never say something silly as that again. It's one thing to have my daughter marry my lover. What kind of a mother would I be to get married to my daughter's husband after he divorces her?" She asked in disapproval.

　　"I was just stating a fact, not proposing to you," Adam said, and Rebekah held his gaze for a moment.

　　"If you want us to continue meeting this way, remain married to my daughter and take good care of her and your kids even if you don't touch her," Rebekah instructed.

　　Adam sighed, "I will."

　　"Good. How about you show me how much you missed me once again before we leave?" Rebekah asked as she pulled his head to her silicone boobs and moved one of his hands down to her slit so that he would feel the wetness there.

　　Feeling the wetness between her thighs, Adam became excited once again, but before he could take any action, Rebekah's phone started ringing, and she picked it up from the nightstand.

　　She smiled when she saw that the call was from Bernice, and she shoved Adam down so that he was positioned between her legs. She didn't need to say a word for him to know what was expected, and he happily buried his face at the point where her legs joined.

　　Rebekah's eyes fluttered shut in pleasure, and she cleared her throat as she received the call from Bernice, "Hey, darling!" She greeted cheerfully.

　　"Where are you? I'm coming over. I need to speak with you," Bernice said with a note of urgency in her voice, and from her hoarse voice, Rebekah could tell that she had been crying.

　　"Have you been crying? What is the problem?" Rebekah asked, not bothering to answer her daughter's question about where she was.

　　"I think Adam is cheating on me. I don't know what to do. I want to divorce him. I'm fed up with his indifference and everything!" Bernice complained.

　　"Calm down. Take in a deep breath, and talk to me. Why would you think he is cheating? What did he do?" She asked in a high-pitched voice, more surprised by what Adam was doing down there than by her daughter's complaints.

　　"I just saw the receipt of a diamond necklace he bought a month ago. It wasn't for me, so who else could he have gifted such an expensive gift to? I'm fed up, mom. I need a divorce. I just wanted to let you know that I'm moving out of his house tonight," She said with a sniffle.

　　"Don't be silly! What kind of example will you be setting for your sisters if you do something like this?" She asked harshly as she dug her fingers into Adam's hair to hold him off so that she could focus on the conversation.

　　Tears slid down Bernice's cheek as she listened to her mother, "But I'm not happy! I'm feeling more frustrated with each passing day. I'm depressed. I don't feel love or wanted! I don't even remember the last time we slept together on the same bed. If he wants another woman, then maybe I should divorce him. I will get half his wealth and..."

　　"Keep shut! Your husband works with a lot of women, and I'm sure he probably got the gift for one of his clients. How many times will I tell you to focus on being a good mother to your kids? Don't go snooping around unnecessarily if you don't want to find something that might hurt your feelings. Your petty jealousy won't get you anywhere. Now I'm busy. Let's talk later," Rebekah said as she hung up the call and threw her phone away from her before pulling Adam up with his hair. She crushed her lips to his.

　　"That was Bernice, I guess? What was she complaining about this time?" Adam asked as he broke the kiss and looked at her. 

　　"Don't ruin the mood, darling. Show me how much you want me, and then we can talk about my daughter later," she ordered as she guided him inside her.

　　Away from there, and now alone in her office, Anita's face burned with anger as she paced her office, recalling every word Tom had Harry had said to her. 

　　Why were they mad at her when it was all Tom's fault? At least he had admitted it and had apologized to her, so why couldn't he see that he was responsible for their relationship not working?

　　What was so wrong with knowing what she wanted and going for it? Would he have approached her if she wasn't beautiful? What was the big deal about not wanting to date a broke guy? It was all a matter of choice, and things wouldn't have happened that way between them had he been honest! He had deceived her, so how did it make sense that he was now blaming her for not wanting the part of him that he showed her? 

　　She had wanted his true identity, not the false one, and as far as she was concerned, there was absolutely nothing wrong with that. 

　　The more she thought about it now, the angrier she became. What had been shame and regret earlier was now full-blown anger and dislike.

　　He didn't like her? Fine! He didn't want her? That was just fine too. She didn't want a guy with such a poor sense of judgment and poor taste in women too. Any guy that would choose a tramp like Lucy over her didn't deserve her. 

　　Nothing he said had been more insulting than telling her that she had helped him find true love. That had been a slap on her face. He even had the effrontery to thank her for it. 

　　Well, then. Since she had helped him find true love, she was just as well going to snatch that true love away from him, not because she wanted him anymore. Nah, far from it. She no longer wanted Tom.

　　What was it that Harry said about having some pride? Now she was going to show some pride. She wasn't going to grovel or try to make him love her anymore. All she wanted now was to hurt him for insulting her and hurting her pride.

　　Surely she could always find another wealthy man, but she would make sure to ruin Tom's happiness. He prefered to spend every moment of his day with her? Anita mused with a smirk. She would see about that.

　　She would let her mother believe she still wanted Tom and allow her to do whatever she wanted with Lucy, and if that failed, she would do what needed to be done once and for all.