His Second Wife

Chapter 81

~Christopher’s POV~

I can’t believe I was once deemed gay. I mean the whole Christopher Grayston being deemed gay. I can’t even imagine playing for the same team; I mean, I love them pussies. I sat down and waited for Robin to come back with some encouraging information. It’s beyond my comprehension how Luke could be so wrong about this. Marks can’t be gay, but then there is a story of him dating Luke for over 4 years. Who the hell can I believe in or even trust at this point? I leaned back in my chair and did my best to convince myself that everything I had heard about my best friend was a blatant lie. But even so, I couldn’t help it. The man started wooing my wife. A man like that is not someone who could ever be considered a close friend. I need to confront him, so I’m going to head over to his office. Confronting him will be the only way for me to find out the truth about what’s going on, as he is my best friend. I turned off my computer, took my Beast keys, and went straight to Cooper Corporation. I arrive at the front desk; the lady says nothing because she knows I’m always there, so I proceed to his office. He was nowhere to be found in his office. I waited for a while, but he never returned, even after 10 minutes. Because I am terrible at waiting, I decided to go to the office next door and ask them to let Mark know that I had just passed by. I knocked but received no response, so I walked in. When I was getting ready to leave the office, which was otherwise very peaceful, I heard a voice exclaim, “Oh my god!” as I was turning the doorknob.

“Oh, fuck!”

The voice kept going; it was a man’s voice. I took a few steps back and scanned the area, but I couldn’t find anyone else in the office. I was completely taken aback by the situation and stood in the middle of the office.

Where the fuck is that sound coming from?

“Suck it!” someone commanded, and I’m still trying to find out where the noises are coming from.

“You are really terrible at this; it’s no wonder Christopher Grayston hasn’t taken an interest in you. If you can’t even suck a dick, I think you should give up your obsession!” I went completely still. What the fuck am I hearing? I think I’m going to puke!

“I’m sorry. Let me open my mouth wider.” Fucking Hell!

Mark!

What the living hell is going on here? That was definitely Mark’s voice that I had just heard, but where did it come from?

“Kid, stick to pussies; you can’t satisfy a man.” I heard a different voice, which I couldn’t pin down. The person continued, “If you think you can impress Christopher Grayston like this, kid, you are mistaken. Now, bend down on that desk.”

What the fuck am I hearing? So is Mark really gay? Holly fucking hell!

“Fuck! Ah! Ah!” The office was filled with moans and grunts.

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

Fucking Shit!

I paced all over the office with my mind going in a million different directions because I didn’t believe Luke. I thought he was mistaken. Mark has been deceiving me. I know I never told him about my one secret, but this is huge.

Fucking Hell!

I was on the verge of kicking the table, but I decided against it because that would spoil the show, wouldn’t it?

Fuck, so he has been after me. My fucking best friend has been looking at me like a piece of steak, and all these fucking years I was fucking too blind to see. Is he fucking gay or does he play for both teams? I am so confused. My mind is all over the place. My mind is racing with a myriad of different ideas and concepts. How could this be? And who the fuck is he banging in his father’s office?

I brushed the thought away, and out of disgust, I pushed open the door and walked away. I went straight to my beast, slid in, and fired it up. The beast roared to life, but I was frozen in place. What have I just witnessed? Why is Mark after my wife if he is gay? Christ! So, how about Belle? The girl loves him, and they have been dating for over 8 years. Does she know all of this? I don’t understand. He respects Belle so much that he can’t even imagine the thought of her seeing him with another woman, but now the asshole was after my wife. After what’s mine… Are he and Belle actually dating, or is this just an arrangement?

Fuck!

I started the car, and it roared to life as I drove through San Diego’s busy streets. There’s something about the Coopers that I can’t put my finger on. That family is odd, now that I think about it. Wait a minute, if Mark wanted me and has been wanting to warm my bed, why did he send his sister after me? If he is so obsessed with me, wasn’t he worried that his sister would be sleeping with me every fucking day? This is so fucking confusing. What exactly is going on? I doubt if Camille is going to be safe, and I fucking can’t reach out to her without being noticed. One thing is certain: Mark is after me. Maybe I need to change my game plan. He’s now after Camille, but I’m not sure why. I was driving, but I had no idea where I was going. When I finally came to a halt, I was outside Camille’s building. I was about to get out of the car when I noticed Mark carrying a bouquet of flowers and walking into my wife’s building. He’s obviously going to see my wife without me. I wanted to follow him, but I saw one of the bodyguards I hired, and I signaled to him to follow Mark.

Christopher: Record everything. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Bodyguard: Sure thing, boss.

Today I haven’t even gone to work. I’m debating whether I should tell Grandpa about this or go to work. I must protect my family. I can’t tell Grandpa about this. I hope my wife is not in any danger.