Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

Meanwhile, Francis and Damon had resumed their conversation.

Francis turned around to Damon and said, “Didn’t you swear that you would find a way to succeed in Paris? How come you’re back here now? What’s been up with you?”

“Well, it was just boring! I already have money, I don’t have to keep working so damn hard anymore, do I? You know what I mean, don’t you? In any case, I lost my wife. I didn’t care for anything beyond that.” Damon squinted at Scarlett in the distance, trying to discern what it is she was doing so furtively.

“So, that girl, Scarlett… is she your new lover then? What happened between you and Mary anyway? Or is that ancient history now?” Damon knew that Francis was constantly in and out of torrid love affairs. He squinted at Scarlett in the distance, trying to discern what she could possibly be up to so furtively. “So… that girl, Scarlett. Is she your new lover then? What happened between you and Mary anyway? Or is that ancient history now?”

“Don’t ever mention that name again! I never want to hear her name again!” Francis raised his hand to stop him.

Damon was stunned by Francis’s dramatic reaction. He saw the seriousness in Francis’s face and understood the gravity of the situation. “Oh… I see. It looks like Mary really hurts you, huh?”

“No, man, it’s nothing like that. I love Scarlett. She’s my only love. The only person I will ever love till the day I die. You’d better stop talking nonsense about Mary already. You’re going to get me in some major trouble, alright?” Francis’s temper was rising as he talked to Damon further.

“You’re in love with this girl? Oh please, Francis…” Damon was skeptical. He assumed that Francis was in it just for the sex. After all, who wouldn’t want to go to bed each night with a pretty young thing?NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“Damon, stop asking me ridiculous questions. Scarlett is my wife, not some prostitute. I love her. I love her more than anything in this world. If you say these nonsensical things in front of her, I’ll have to kick your ass. You understand me, brother?” Francis threatened Damon harshly.

Damon had casting salacious glances at Scarlett this whole time. Francis, having noticed Damon’s lustful looks, had been forced to reprimand him. “Aye, you! She is my wife. Stop staring at her like some goddamn wolf. That’s not right. She’s my woman.”

“Hey, chill out, Francis. I’m a married man myself, alright? You don’t have to worry about me getting up to any funny business with your dear Scarlett.” Damon was disgruntled.

Francis lit a cigarette and said, “Legally speaking, you are divorced now, so you have no wife!”

“You are really…” Damon was speechless at Francis’s utter impunity. Francis had always known how to get right under his skin.

Meanwhile, Scarlett had been able to get in touch with Eve. She was interrogating her, asking question after question so she could figure out the truth about this Damon fellow.

“Hey, what are you talking about? Please slow down, okay? I can’t even understand what you’re saying, that’s how fast you’re talking right now!” Eve picked up the phone, rolling out of bed half-asleep. She looked at the time: it was ten in the morning.

“Eve! This is urgent. You were once married to someone, and you didn’t think that was something to mention to your friend? Your best friend, no less? Aren’t we still best friends? I’m in shock, Eve. I’m shocked and so, so hurt. I don’t understand….”

“How did you learn that? Who did you come across?” Eve asked, suddenly alert. All traces of sleep had left her.

“Damon Kent, your ex-husband!” Scarlett shouted out.

Eve almost fell out of bed. She brushed her messy hair out of her eyes and stammered, “Are you sure it’s him? My ex-husband, Damon Kent? Are you 100% sure, Scarlett? Answer me.”

“Who else? Or were you married to multiple men?” Scarlett was bitter and angry. “I told you everything about me, about getting married and even having a kid. But how do you treat me back? You didn’t tell me, not even once, that you were actually married yourself once upon a time. Do you know how panicked and confused I was to hear that from this Kent guy?”

“How did you meet him? Is it…” Eve asked.

“He is one of Francis’s best friends!” Scarlett said through gritted teeth.

Eve just sighed. She had already seen this coming.

“Hey, Scarlett, come on, don’t be mad at me! We’ve been divorced for a long time now. Besides, it was just a stupid mistake. It wasn’t anything serious. Just a stupid mistake that I made when I was young and feeling alone. I don’t want to have to explain myself further, okay? Just calm down. It’s been over between Damon and me for years now. There’s nothing more to say about it.”

“Then why did you get so agitated when I told you I ran into Damon? And how did he already know who I am? You must still have contact with him, right? What other explanation is there?” Scarlett was analyzing the situation, acting as a detective hell-bent on figuring out the details of a major, news-breaking case.

“It was a mistake! When you were staying with me, he called one time. He said that he wanted to see me, and I said no because I was worried about you. That’s why I told him about you, so please forgive me!” Eve yelled out.

“Whatever. That still doesn’t explain why you wouldn’t tell your best friend about something so big. I’ll just talk to you when I get back in town. I can’t really deal with this right now.” Scarlett ended the call in a huff.

***

When Scarlett returned to the spot where Francis and Damon had been chatting, she saw that they had left and gone on to the stables without her. Scarlett was curious to know what had happened. Hadn’t Francis said that Damon was his best friend? How come they didn’t have more to talk about? It all seemed kind of odd.