Tanya snuck back into Reynold’s bed, falling asleep. She was
exhausted from her exploits. As she snuggled against him, Reynold could smell
another man’s cologne and he stewed.
Jenks had called him back almost immediately after he
reached out to his attorney. Between Reynold and his other lucrative client,
Edward Cullen, he was rolling in the dough with the two of them. Reynold
explained his concerns and Tanya was going to be homeless, penniless and thrown
out like the trash she was.
When Tanya tried to cuddle with Reynold, he growled, getting
out of bed and going to the guest bedroom. The next morning, Reynold severed
all ties with Tanya. He removed her from his accounts and discontinued her
credit cards. He changed all the passwords to his computers and online
accounts. He also had his staff pack up Tanya’s belongings, putting them into
garbage bags. He was going to give her the Lexus SUV she drove around, but
after that, he was washing his hands of her. Sitting calmly, drinking his
coffee, he watched as Tanya flit down into the kitchen, wearing a flimsy
negligee, leaving little to the imagination. “Good morning, baby,” she chirped,
walking over to him.
Reynold got up, staring at her coldly. “Don’t.”
“What’s wrong?” Tanya asked, pouting her lip and blinking up
at him. “Didn’t I make you feel good last night?”
“I’m not the only person who you made feel good,” Reynold
growled. “I may be old, but I’m not fucking stupid.”
“Excuse me?” she squeaked, appearing innocent. “What are you
talking about?”
Reynold, who was normally mild-mannered, roared and threw
his coffee mug across the kitchen and watching it splatter along the crisp
white walls of his mansion. “I saw you. You fucked Michael. I watched you. I
smelled his cologne on you. He’s fired, by the way. I sent him back to wherever
hole he came from and if you’re lucky, he’ll
help you.”
“Reynold?” she gasped. “I’m not sure I understand.”
“You have five minutes to finish packing your shit and get
the fuck out of my house,” he hissed. “I’m done with you. My daughter told me
that you were nothing but a whore and that I was thinking with my dick. I tried
to see past it all, but after last night? My daughter was right. You are a
whore.”
Yikes!
ReplyDeleteGo Reynold!
ReplyDeleteYes!!!
ReplyDeleteWell done Reynolds .
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