Chapter 37
Tamara looked past the waitress leading her and spotted David the same instant he spotted her.
“Thank you." I gave the girl a smile and walked up to the table.
Where was Chelsea? Maybe the restroom?
“Good evening, Tammy." David stood to his feet and pulled back a chair for Tamara to sit in.
“Good evening, David. Where’s your wife?” Tamara sank into her seat, and David went back to his side of the table and sat down.
"Unfortunately, something came up so she won’t be joining us,” David replied as he hailed the waiter and proceeded to order them some wine.
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Chapter 38 Tamara turned to Marco with a look of disbelief on her face. “Did he just—” “Yeah. He’s a bastard." Tamara shook her head slowly. “You know, I almost feel bad for her. At least when we were together, he wasn’t cheating or ridiculing me about getting pregnant." A look of pity washed over her face. “The relationship might have been fake, but at least it was better than this,” “Don’t bother feeling sorry for her; I have some more news about Chelsea." Tamara watched in surprise as Marco picked up a brown envelope from the table and handed it over to her. When had Marco done extra interrogation on Chelsea? “Go on." Marco took a seat and gestured at the envelope. “Open it." Tamara bit her lip nervously as she dropped to the sofa beside him and spilled the contents of the envelope. “I…I- don’t understand,” Shock washed over Tamara as she turned to Marco, wide-eyed. “What is this!” Tamara’s hands shook as she surveyed the contents of the envelope. Newspaper clippings
Chapter 39“Do you think she’ll bite?” Marco asked Tamara as he raised the binoculars to his eyes and peered in front of the hotel again.“Oh I know she will,” Tamara smirked as she opened up the Instagram conversation between her fake account and Chelsea.“I have something you’d like to see,” She read aloud from the phone.“Then I sent her the video. It took less than 24 hours for her frantic messages to begin pouring in. Trust me, she’ll be here.”Tamara had just finished talking when they both watched a black car pull up in front of the hotel.“She’s sure making no effort to disguise herself,” Marco chuckled as Chelsea got out of the car and strode into the hotel.“Is David in position?” Tamara unlocked her phone to check David’s location pin Marco sent her."Yes, he is. That creep prefers car sex and he always does it in one particular spot. We’re golden,”Tamara grimaced and shook her head. “How did Walter even get this kind of information?”Marco smirked. “Are you sure you want
Chapter 40 “Wha— hmmph,” Tamara said, narrowing her eyes as Marco slapped his hand over her mouth and pulled her back flush against his chest.They watched with wide eyes as David stopped fucking his bimbo and spun around with wide eyes.“What was that?!’ He hissed as he drew up his pants and began to buckle it.“Probably just a squirrel,” The girl grumbled as she stood upright and pulled down her dress.David gave a curt nod and got into the car; the girl followed and drove off a few minutes later.Tamara sighed in relief and made to shove off Marco’s hand but he held her firmly as Chelsea came out of her hiding place, shook herself free from the dirt, and pranced away in her heels.“That was close,” Tammy sighed the minute Marco released her. “We have to be careful,” She bit her lip and got to her feet, eager to escape the feelings swirling inside her.“Yeah,” Marco whispered as she began to walk toward where the car was parked.**********************“Thank you, Minna. That’s all,
“Miss Caraballi,” Tamara could see Chelsea’s smug smile from where she stood “Is everything okay? You seem to be fidgeting a lot."The team went silent as they waited for Tamara’s reply.“Yes, I’m fine,” Tamara replied as she struck another pose and lazily waved a hand for the photographer to continue.A bead of sweat rolled down Tamara’s back. She was, in fact, not fine and wanted nothing more than to rush to the nearest toilet but she refused to give Chelsea the satisfaction of seeing her malicious plan work.“I think we should add three more looks to the current ones. These pictures are not enough for the catalogue,” Chelsea spoke up again after a few minutes as she whipped out a planning sheet and handed it to the stylist.Kim, Tamara’s secretary, looked surprised but raised her head to Tamara on stage. In relief, Tamara slightly shook her head. The pose she was in required her two legs to be crossed. That and only sheer will were the reasons she hadn’t messed up the clothes. Sh
“Oh,” Tamara blinked, flustered, as she gestured with her hands “It’s all this makeup for the shoot… but thank you."An amused smile graced Marco’s lips as he pulled away from the front of the company and they started the drive towards Tamara’s house.“I got a chef for us. I’m sure you’re hungry,” Marco said softly.“That’s amazing, thanks!” Tamara gushed in appreciation, the awkward silence in the car broken.“You have no idea what I feel like eating right now!”Tamara sighed in delight as Marco replied and the two of them carried on a playful conversation until they got to her house.*****Tamara walked out of her room and followed the amazing smell of food down to her dining room.The moment they got to her house, she left Marco with the chef and went up to her bedroom to take a quick bath and use the toilet once more."Finally, you’re done. I was about to start eating without you,” Marco smirked as he pushed back a chair for her to sit in.“Thank you,” Tamara chuckled as she took
Chapter 43Tamara’s fingers tapped out a staccato on her legs as she waited for David to show up. Giving him a second chance and going out for dinner without Marco’s knowledge wasn’t something she had ever envisioned herself doing but here she was.The door of the rooftop restaurant opened and David slinked in with his hands in his pockets.“Well, you definitely outdid yourself this time,” Tamara gave a sly smile in welcome as David drew near to the table.“I’m glad you like it. And thank you for a second chance at dinner,” David purred as he sank into his seat and gave Tamara a smile.“So why do you want to see me so much? Is there anything special attached to it?” Tamara folded her hands under her chin and leaned on the table.David blinked, seemingly mesmerized for a second before he cleared his throat and replied.“Do you know the reason I sent the collaboration proposal over to your company?” David asked in a low voice as a waiter appeared and silently poured them two glassfuls
Chapter 44“Have you started the blackmail?” Tamara texted back, ignoring Marco’s question as she hurriedly opened the rooftop door and slipped out into the staircase.“Yes, I'm at the company,” Tamara’s heart leaped as her phone began to ring.She walked out of the hotel with her heart racing. The valet passed her her car keys, she gave him a nod of thanks and slipped into her car.Bringggggg“Hey,” Tamara picked up the call, as it connected to her car’s blue tooth and she pulled away from the front of the hotel.“Hey, I'm at the office blackmailing David. I thought you would want to be here for this? Where are you?” Marco’s worried voice filled the car.“Yeah sorry, I'm on my way,” Tamara replied as she ran a hand through her hair and shook out her curls.“Okay, be safe. I'm waiting. We also have a meeting with some business people today,” “Yeah, I'll be there,” Tamara ended the call in relief that Marco hadn't insisted on asking for her location.………….“Welcome Ma’am,” Tamara smi
Chapter 45The tense sound of breathing filled the car as Tamara and Marco waited, watching the scene before it.The car was pitch black and they couldn’t see each other but their hands crept towards each other and they held hands quietly as they watched a man’s hunched figure close the locker in the distance and hurriedly rush away to his car.Tamara let out the breath she had been holding as the man started up his car and drove away.“Let’s go,” Tamara made to push open her car door but Marco tugged gently on her hand that he held.“Wait!”“Why?” Tamara relaxed back in confusion.Marco picked up his phone and slid it open “He might be waiting to see who would pick up the check, so he knows who is blackmailing him,”Marco let go of Tamara’s hand to properly hold the phone and she felt a sudden chill and sense of loss.Once again, she was grateful that the car was dark, or else Marco would have seen the blush on her cheeks as she squeezed her hands together in an attempt to get rid of