Nine months too late: After divorce

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Kage said nothing picking up a file before him. Lana wanted to scream, to hit her head against the wall, God, no! How could

⚫ know about it!!

"Youre divorced" she leaned forward, her voice wavering now. "And we're getting married. How can this happen?"

"She got pregnant before the divorce. I intend to keep her close until she put to bed, which is the reason we're living together for now.

"What are you saying?" Her voice rose a notch. "Are you seriously falling for her manipulations? You really believe she's pregnant for you? How can you be so sure, Kage? Isn't it obvious she's trying to ruin things between us? How can you even trust that whore?"

"Call her that one more time" He snarled

Lana flinched from his reaction. 'She may be a lot of things, but I doubt Syivie would ever play the paternity fraud on me. I'm keeping her close until she puts to bed. And in the meantime, I do hope you can learn to suck it up"

Tears glistened in her eyes. One came rolling down, despite how much she tried to restrain them

She sniffled, wiping the tears from her face.

"This isn't fair, you know! I'm not being treated right"

As she walked out the door, she remembered Sylvie's words to her. You'll finally get to know what I went through being married to him. Only difference is, yours will be for a lifetime. Syivie had a smile on her face as she replied to Westley's text.

Sure. Order the dessert as well. I'll meet you up soon!

Her stomach was rumbling already, just thinking about lunch. She couldn't wait to eat all manner of foods again.

And God, she was sleepy already.

Lancelot walked in, interrupting her peaceful moment. She rolled her eyes and began arranging her bag.

"You might want to go back out. I'm about leaving," she said, not bothering to look at him.

"Really?" He chuckled. Im not sure about that."

Syivie stood up with her bag. He was already in front of her desk.

"Sit down, Sylvie," his tone was icy.

She gave him a ridiculed look. "I just told you I'm going out."

"And I just told you to sit"

She glared at him, not sitting

Wearing a faux smile, he dipped his hand into his pocket, retrieving his phone. He tapped the screen a few times, then showed it to Syivie.

Her knees grew weak instantly as she collapsed to the chair, her eyes glistening while watching the video on the phone.

Lancelot laughed, withdrew the phone and tucked it back into his pocket.

A tear slid down Sylvie's eye. "You asshole.

"And just in case you're having any funny thoughts of snatching this from me, it might be wise to inform you that I have more than enough copies

Another tear came rolling down. Going closer, he whispered. "Turn on the blinds."

What She looked at the transparent glass, and back at him. "What're you..."

Don't make me ask again."

Her heart was beating rapidly. A lot of things didn't scare her, but the footage on Lancelot's phone was one of the things that did. She imagined Kage's reaction if he ever get to find out. With a shaky hand, she clicked on the button, pulling up the blinds. That was wrong. She wasn't supposed to turn off her blinds during work hours.

"Such a good girl" he went over to stand beside her, running a finger along her cheekbone.

She pulled her face away from his touch, her face scrunched in

n disgust.

He smiled. "Tell me, Syivie, do you have nightmares? Of that night?"

"Why should I?" She snapped, baring her teeth. "It wasn't like it's my fault."

"Oh, who's fault is it, then? Who spiked the damn drink and set it down for him?"

You fucking used me!" She hit him in the abdomen, pushing him back. "Get away from me!"

He laughed. "Did P Ow. That must have been so awful of me."

He tangled his hand in her hair, yanking it hard. She groaned out.

Touch my dick, Sylvie," he said between clenched teeth.

Syivie looked at him as though, she could murder him. When she delayed, he tightened his hold in her hair. "Now"

God. She hated him, she wished she could punch him hard in the face. Maybe someday, she'd really kill him.

With disgust etched in her face, she forced her hand up to his groin. She could feel the hardness in it, it disgusted her.

He growled low in the throat, his head lifting up in ecstasy.

"Do it better," he opened his eyes to look into her face. "Do it like it's Kage's"

She spat on him, unable to bear it any longer. She was answered with a slap on her face.

"You're growing some horns, aren't you? How about I make you suck my dick?"

"Rot in hell," she glowered at him

They heard footsteps, and Lancelot released her in time, just before Kage opened the door.

Lancelot was already standing away from Syivie, who quickly smoothed her hair, keeping her face low. Her heart burnt with so much rage, she wasn't sure how she'd survive it. Kage's eyes were daggers. He looked at his brother and Sylvie in confusion, until that confusion morphed into anger.

"What is going on here?" He stepped into the office, his voice icy.

Syivie kept her head low, unable to look into his face. She wished she was alone so she could cry.

"Oh," Lancelot chuckled, going away from Sylvie's table. "It's nothing to worry about, brother. Sylvie and I were just..." he glanced back at her, then smiled. ...talking." Kage, his hands in his pockets, clenched into fists. His gaze burnt into Syivie who was still not looking at him. Was she that guilty?

"Care to explain why the blinds are up?" His gaze didn't leave her.

Lancelot tried to speak. "We were just...

"I asked a question!" He snapped, making her flinch.

Finally, she met his gaze. And while his was angry, hers was scared and pained.

She sniffed. Im sorry, I was just... I thought I could get some privacy"

All fell between them, with Kage still glaring at her even though she'd stopped looking at him.

"And why are you still here?" He dragged his gaze to Lancelot, who had a smile the whole time. It was as though, he enjoyed

the drama.

"Ah! Forgive me," he lifted his hands in surrender. "I'll be on my humble way now,"

Reaching the door. he paused, turning to Sylvie. "See you later. Right?"

When Syivie looked at him, here eyes were glaring daggers. He chuckled and left.

With a shaky hand, she clicked on the button, pulling up the blinds. The office was transparent once more.

Kage's mind was a mess. Maybe he should have no reason to feel that way since they weren't together or anything, yet he couldn't bring himself to not be angry.

How could she be intimate with a guy right there, in an office space? And wasn't she engaged to Westley? Or was there more to Syivie than he had initially thought? He didn't want to believe it

"Work on page eight and nine and have them sent to my office before three, he instructed, turning to leave.

Syivie flinched. That would take her hours to do!

"It's... It's almost time for lunch. I was about...

"Well, if I ask you to do something at a time like this, it clearly means you're not having lunch. Syiviel' He turned to her. "Besides, isn't it obvious you have a lot of time on your hands? If you didn't, I'm sure you'd have been working, rather than flirting with my brother, even w "I wasn't..." she paused, realizing she had yelled that out. I wasn't flirting with him."

"So, am I supposed to believe you two were just talking and cracking old jokes with the blinds on? You needed some 'privacy to laugh with him? I didn't become a successful businessman by being dumb,

Syivie."

She dropped her gaze to the stacks of files on her desk, forcing the tears not to spill. Her heart ached terribly, and it wasn't from the hurtful words that Kage said, but from the fact that she couldn't even defend herself? How does she tell him the truth?

She hid her trembling hands under the table, her breathing already becoming shallow. She couldn't speak further, otherwise. she might end up crying

Kage took her silence as

a confirmation that she had indeed, been flirting with Lancelot. He couldn't believe she still ha

gotten over him, even after all these years

Just work on the damn pages," he added in a mumble and left.