Asshole Husband

The fire in her eyes made his dick even harder.

Getting up from his position beside the desk, he stepped up to her. Rachel moved back with every step he took. He wasn’t giving up, and as he stood in front of her, staring into her eyes, he smirked.

“If a nice fuck is what you want, all you got to do is ask.”

“Don’t touch me.” She put her hands on his chest and shoved him away hard. “I don’t want you. I’ll never want you.”

“Never is a long time.”

“You have your affairs, Wolfe. You think I’m blind to your pictures with the latest model or actress in the newspapers? My lawyer said with that kind of evidence, this divorce will be clear-cut. I’ll have him send over a new set and just sign them.”

She ducked under his arm, and he let her go, watching her advance to the door.

“You send me those papers, and I will take Benjamin from you,” Wolfe said.

Rachel paused and turned back toward him. “You’re crazy if you think anyone will let you have sole custody of my son.”

“He’s our son, and yes, they will. You think your family has all the power? I’m Wolfe Montgomery. I’ve got my own wealth, my own power, and I will take your son away. I’ll make it so you never see him again, apart from when I find a new stepmom for him. Try me, Rachel, go up against me. you won’t like the way I play.”

She had tears in her eyes. “Why?”

“Because I told you, we’re not getting a divorce, but if you want to go that route, I can make your life a misery. You really do make it so easy to get what I want. I know you love our son, and well, I don’t mind doing whatever it takes to keep what I want.”

He watched the tears fall down her cheeks, and she swiped them away.

Wolfe expected her to beg or at least to try to use the tears to her advantage, but no, she shook her head.

“You know, he always comes home telling me how amazing you are. How you make him laugh, and you can’t cook, but you have all these cool games. I think you could be reasonable. I’ve never done anything to you, and yet, this is the way you treat me.” She pressed her lips together.

He waited.

All of the best days of his life were spending time with his son.

Rachel didn’t say another word.

She walked right out of his office, and he knew, he’d won.

****

“You’re just going to let him win?” Mary asked.

“I’ve got no choice.” Rachel poured the hot water into three mugs. Benjamin was asleep upstairs in his room, and well, she was exhausted. Going to see Wolfe today had been hard. This was the first time she’d seen him since their disastrous wedding night when she’d learned the truth. Being married to him hadn’t been easy, even when she didn’t have to see him.

Their courtship had been amazing. No matter what happened, she would always think of their time together before the wedding, when she’d fallen in love hard and fast. It was those moments she had to force herself to remember the man she fell for didn’t exist.

Like today, Wolfe had shown his true colors.

All she wanted was a divorce. Not to be with Ryan. He really was a friend. He’d gotten over a messy divorce himself where he got sole custody of his son, and well, it had gotten her thinking about her own future.

For the past five years, she’d been with Benjamin and her pain. She wanted to move on and find someone, or at least have some fun without having to bring up the tiny detail of already being married.

She didn’t want men to think she was a horrible person who would step out on her marriage. Was she even doing that if she started dating? Yes, in her mind, she would be a horrible person. She still had Wolfe’s name, and they were legally married. An annulment was out of the question because of Benjamin, and now, it seemed a divorce was as well. There’s no way she could take her freedom at the cost of her son. She wouldn’t do it, not ever.

“We could kill him,” Alice said. “I’m sure Daddy has some guys he could call.”

Rachel laughed, swirling the teabags in the cups. “Yes, because that’s the kind of guy our father is. I’m not going to kill Wolfe. Besides, if he died now of mysterious causes, I’d be the prime suspect. The point is for me to stick around Benjamin, not get thrown in prison.”

“You’re right,” Alice said. “You know out of all of us, I always figured Mary would end up with a class A asshole, but I’m shocked it has turned out to be you, sis.”