Chapter 27: I’m Done!

A few days earlier. Seth headed towards his suite, trying to plan his events and meetings that were left before he headed back to New York. He opened his door and immediately noticed the suitcases still in the corner. It seemed like Evonne still hadn’t left. He shrugged off his coat and placed it on his bed. He intended to take a quick shower and then go out to meet a couple more executives before it was over and done with. He ruffled his hair and let out an exhausted sigh. He removed the rest of his clothes and stepped into the shower. He was letting the lukewarm water freshen him up a bit. He felt so tired after a few meetings he had today. He even asked his wife to head home earlier to check on their company. He heard the door open and close and assumed Evonne had already come back. He began shampooing his hair, his mind drifting far and imagining his wife while they stayed together for a few days. He started falling in love with her, yet he hadn’t said it because they had started the wrong side of a marriage relationship. Lately, it seems like Evonne was looking sexier and prettier. The amount of energy it took him to keep his hands off her should have him in the WWE championships. Maybe all he needed was to let off some steam. As he reached out to begin massaging the little boss, he felt someone’s presence in the shower behind him. A familiar scent filled his nostrils as he felt boobs pressing up against his back. He was beginning to feel aroused by what the person did to him. Evonne? Before he could rinse his eyes and turn around to see who the perpetrator was, he felt small soft hands sliding down, giving the boss the full attention it wanted. It immediately took his whole desire into a sudden need. She gently massaged him, and a low groan escaped him. Unable to withstand it any longer, he quickly rinsed out his eyes. The shock that got him was fleeting as he stared straight into his secretary’s eyes. She pressed her huge jugs against his chest and gently pressed her lips to his ever so softly. Of course, he is only human—just a quick one to get his ‘wife’ off his mind.  No man with red blood running through his veins would be able to resist this temptation. He thought to himself as he pushed her onto the wall. They’d only just gotten into the act when the loud banging of the door disrupted them. He spared a moment and turned around. Whatever it was would have to wait. He pumped into her hard and fast, wanting to finish up and check who had just left, and banged the door a couple of minutes ago. He stepped out of the shower dripping as he used a towel in an attempt to dry his hair. He didn’t even need to go far. The bright red writings on the sheets practically pounced at him. He slowly walked towards the bed, hoping that it wasn’t what he feared it was. I’M DONE!!! A bold message is written clearly. He already knew it was from Evonne. He groaned out loud and sat on the bed, head on his hand. What had he done?! He made the greatest mistakes that would ruin his marriage. He slowly got up, looked at his phone, and immediately dialed Evonne’s number.  “Come on, pick up.” He chanted softly, hoping she’d pick up and let him explain. He paced around nervously as the phone kept ringing and went to voicemail. He tried a couple more times, but it was futile. “Be rational, Seth.” He told himself, trying to calm his raging emotions. “Running after her will only make me late and jeopardize the business.” He kept pacing back and forth, debating with himself, and finally decided to get dressed. He quickly pulled on one of his suits, tied his tie in a rush, and began heading out. “Is everything okay?” His secretary’s voice interrupted his train of thought just as he reached for the door. “Let me find you gone by the time I come back.” As an afterthought, he added, “You’re fired! I don’t want to see your face inside my company!” He screamed. He stormed out, barely able to contain his horrible mood, as he snapped at some of the hotel staff and walked out and hailed a cab. Two days later, he’d barely managed to score the deals and had opted for his jet back home. Calling Evonne had proved futile, and she hadn’t even returned his calls. Why should she, though? He called his head of security and demanded that he pin down Evonne’s location. He hung up immediately and boarded his jet. By the time they were landing, it was the wee hours of the morning, and he saw he had Evonne’s location. Unfortunately, his driver was already waiting for him when he got out, and he brusquely told him where to drive. He was anxiously typing away on his computer and giving curt orders over the phone, wondering how much longer they’d be. Finally, they pulled up in an extravagant black and gold gate. “What’s your business?” A stern voice came in through the radio transmitter by the road they’d driven up. “I’m Seth Cohen. It’s come to my attention that my wife, Evonne Cohen, is here.” Seth answered in an equally stern voice. He was used to his name getting a certain level of respect, which made things a bit smoother. There was a silence that followed shortly after then a throat was cleared. “I’m sorry, sir. The young master left earlier with his lady friend. We don’t know when he’ll be back.” “Can I know who the young master is?” It suddenly dawned on him that he hadn’t gotten the full details from his head of security, and that alone added to all frustrations that just kept piling up. “Sorry, sir, it would not be my place to give you that piece of information.” The transmitter then went dead, and Seth knew the conversation was over. “Let’s go back to the house.” He told his driver, curtly fisting his hands and feeling the urge to unleash this pent-up anger increasing. He doesn’t know how to take back his wife because he has done something wrong. He wanted to find her, but unfortunately, Evonne had left earlier. He needs to explain what really happened.