Page 190 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
"And whose fault is that?"
"You can't blame this on me."
She laughed. "You know, the press is going to have a field day when they hear about how my husband cheated on me with a student. It's so cliché, don't you think? They'll love it. The university probably won't love it as much, though."
"I'll leak the photos."
"No you won't. How do photos of me screwing another man help you in any way? All it shows is that you can't satisfy your own wife."
"No. It shows that you have a history of infidelity that makes your claim to anything that's mine invalid."
"And she doesn't do the same for you?" she pointed at me.
I felt small. I was a spectator. I shouldn't be here watching them. But I also couldn't seem to walk away.
"I don't want anything that's yours," Professor Hunter said. "Sign the papers now and you get half. Wait and get nothing."
She pulled out some more papers from the envelope. "I already did, you egotistical asshole." She threw them at him. He stepped to the side and let them flutter to the ground. He leaned over and picked one of them up.
"You signed them?" I hadn't meant to say anything.
Isabella stared at me. "He's all yours. Good luck. You're going to need it. He's fickle. He gets bored easily. He's going to eat you alive."
"Isabella! Enough!"
"What, are you afraid I'm going to let something slip that you haven't told her? Stop running, James. Stop throwing yourself into new things. Get some help. She's not the answer and you know it." She walked over to the elevator and pressed the button.
The doors opened and closed and she was gone. The apartment seemed eerily quiet. He looked down at the paper in his hands again. He set it down on the table and turned to me.
I wasn't sure what the protocol was here.Should I go to him? Should I wait for him to come to me?It looked like he was scared. I wasn't sure of what. He looked so young, standing there, completely uncertain.
"What am I not the answer to?" I asked.
"What did she say to you while I was in bed?"
"James."
His Adam's apple rose and fell.
"You're hiding something from me. Tell me."
"You need to get to class."
"James." I could feel the prickle of tears in my eyes. "Why won't you tell me?"
"We can discuss it tonight."
I could tell he was hurting. He was upset. Isabella had broken into his home. He was rattled. He needed time to calm down. I wanted to comfort him. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him. He seemed surprised. His body was tense and uninviting until he folded his arms around me.
"Are you okay?" His voice was wound tight.
"I'm okay." I kissed the scruff beneath his chin. This should have been a happy moment. He was divorced. We could be together without feeling bad.
"I need you."
"I need you too."
"No. I mean, Ineedyou. Right now." He grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me hard. He moved his hands to my ass and lifted my legs around him. He carried me easily back toward his bedroom.
