Chapter Four

Conall

It is Monday morning, and I am at the office, the start of a new work week after an interesting, eventful weekend. Today is one of the days Henry is here, too. I am curious to see how things go after I left with his ex-wife. I have never seen him so mad about anything. It was all very entertaining. I had way more fun than I should have.

I don’t even have a chance to start up my computer before my office door barges open with such force it dents the wall and nearly comes off the hinges.

“What the fuck do you think you are playing at, you son-of-a-bitch?” Henry hisses, his face bright red as he charges towards my desk like a raging bull.

I rest back on my chair and smirk. “Whatever could you be referring to?”

Henry cranks his neck, slamming his hands on my desk. “You know what I am talking about. How long have you been screwing my wife? Did you know where she was this entire time?”

His wife? She hasn’t been his wife in months. He is planning on marrying Felicity soon, so even if I were sleeping with Serena, it is none of his business. He shouldn’t be bothered by it since he chose Felicity over Serena, unless he is regretting his choice. I hope he is, because he has no one to blame but himself. It was the most foolish thing he had ever done. He will never find a better woman or wife than Serena was for him.

“If I am fucking her or not is none of your business. And your ex-wife, remember? You are no longer married. If I didn’t know any better, I would say you are jealous. What is the matter, big brother? Felicity, not what you wanted after all?” I chuckle.

With every word, his jaw gets tighter, his knuckles turn white, and he clenches them. Not only is his anger apparent, but his face and eyes are full of regret. He knows the mistake he made.  

“Felicity has nothing to do with this. Don’t turn this back on me. You are the one fucking your brother’s ex-wife.” He snarls, glaring at me. Oh, if looks could kill, I would be a dead man.

I stand, and we are face-to-face, only my solid oak desk between us.

“It has everything to do with her. You messed up, and you know it, but you'll never get a second chance with Serena, so you're settling for second best. What is going on between Serena and me has nothing to do with you. You lost the right the second you cheated on her.”

“You will never be me! She will never love you in the way she loved me. You will never give her what I did, no matter how hard you try,” he counters, a sly look on his face.

I laugh loudly. “Thank God. I would never want to be you, big brother. Oh, trust me, I have no problem giving her what she needs, better than you ever did. Her words, not mine.”

I smile smugly at him, and his anger intensifies. I see him lift one of his hands from the desk and come towards my face, his fists balled. I grab his wrists before he has a chance to hit me.

“Nice try. Now, get the fuck out of my office before I make you. Serena is mine now, and she will never be yours again. Learn to deal with it.” I exclaim and push at his chest.

“This isn’t over—game on, little brother. Serena will be mine again, you wait and see,” he warns and storms off.

How delusional is he? In what world would Serena want him again? I am sure his fiancée wouldn’t be too happy if she knew everything Henry said to me. I may not really be with Serena, but I refuse to let him anywhere near her. I won’t let him break her again. He had already broken her, but she was back, stronger than ever, confident and independent. He isn’t going to have a chance to do it again.

I reach for my cell to text her.

Hey, I had a run in with Henry, but that was expected. Though, by what he said, he is going to try and win you back, or at least try. He is confident you will be his again.

Yes, I am familiar with most of what happened between them, but I am positive there is a lot more to the story than any of us know.

He can try, but it will never happen. He took something from me that he will never be forgiven for. Are you certain you still want to proceed? You know he isn’t going to make your life easy, he makes it hard enough as it is.

With everything he has done to me and my mother over the years, I have no doubts about helping her.

Yes, I am positive. I am all in. When are you coming to visit? Today?

She said she will be in one of the days we are both here.

Yes, I will be in today at about one. I will bring coffee and lunch. What do you fancy?

I will look forward to it—ladies’ choice. I am fine with anything.

Okay. I will see you later.

I set my cell aside and focus on work. It should be interesting when Serena walks in later. It will make Henry angrier if possible. It will get people talking more than they already are. Everyone is whispering after the photos of her return hit the press, along with photos of her and me once we left the event. I believe Serena mentioned it was part of her plan. I am along for the ride; however, she wants to take her revenge.

***

It is moments away from one in the afternoon. Serena had texted to let me know she is on her way up. I am waiting by the elevator for her. Henry has been eyeing me suspiciously since I came here a few minutes ago.

I wait patiently. The second the doors open, my attention falls in that direction, and there she is. A deep growl rumbles in my throat when I see her. A tight, sexy yet classy black dress covers her body. Her dark hair cascades over her shoulders. Her make up is light. A pair of stilettos finishes off her look. She holds a bag with food and coffee in her hands.

“Good afternoon, beautiful.” I greet her with my most charming smile.

Serena smiles brightly at me and saunters over, her hips swaying. I can see people staring already. Everyone here is familiar with her because of her marriage to Henry. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but my question is answered when she wraps her arms around my neck carefully, not wanting to spill or drop anything and presses her body to mine. I try to keep it together the best I can.

“Hello, handsome.” She gushes and covers my lips with hers.

Mmm, fuck! Her lips feel good. Yes, it's all for show, but that doesn’t mean I won't enjoy it. I slip my arm around her, keeping her closer and kiss back. She moans into the kiss. I am sure it is for show, but I am a man who knows how to kiss. I have made many women weak from just a kiss.

Serena parts first. I could have gone a little longer.

“I hope you are hungry. I brought ramen and dumplings.” She smiles.

“I am. We can go to my office to eat.”

I take the coffee from her and take her free hand in mine, guiding us towards my office. We have to pass by Henry’s on the way. Serena glances in and his face turns unamused with a furrow brow and a frown on his lips.

Serena smirks and waves as we pass by. His face turns bright red, the same way it was when he stopped by my office this morning. I laugh loudly, making Serena do the same. She doesn’t let the eyes on her or the whispering bother her.

“How long do you think it will take for him to come after us?” I ask.

“Not long at all. I look forward to it.” She snickers as we enter my office.

He will show up at some point. There is no chance in hell he will let us have lunch in peace.