Jealous

Diana’s POV

I’m starving so badly,” Leah’s groan yanked me out of my despondent mind bubble.“Should we just start eating without dad?”

Leah and I had changed out of our bikinis into more presentable outfits and were now sitting at the dining table, awaiting Benjamin's arrival.

Earlier, I’d checked my texts to see if my parents, or even one of them had responded to my messages, but to my utter disappointment, my message was still unread by both of them.

“I'm sorry I kept you two waiting. I had to sort something out urgently.” Benjamin's husky baritone wafted into my ears from behind, as I opened my mouth to give Leah a response.

“It's fine, dad,” Leah said, and his lips curved into a slight smile that had my pussy quivering with erotic want.

My initial dejection had now dissipated into nothing.

Now that I had realized that my illicit attraction to him wasn't going anywhere, I decided it was pointless to fight myself from harbouring those lustful thoughts about him.

It wasn't like they would ever materialize anyway.

“Am I forgiven, Diana?” Benjamin asked, blue eyes peering into mine, causing my words to stick to my throat like glue for a moment.

“Yes, sure,” I replied, when I finally got my voice back.

“Thank you,” He replied, mirroring my nod.

I had to look away for a moment and exhale, lest I gave in to the ferocious urge to lunge across the table into his arms.

Why were they so muscular and inviting anyway?

Ugh.

This was so fucking hard for me but I had to do it.

I didn't even want to imagine how disgusted both Violet and Leah would be by me, if they could access my sinful thoughts about Benjamin.

Even the man himself would be creeped out.

“Diana, do you remember Lewis and Raymond?” Leah asked, spooning some sautéed mushrooms on her plate.

“No, I don't,” I replied, “Should I?”

Huffing, Leah shook her head in negation, “This is exactly why you don't have a boyfriend. You don't even want to interact with the opposite sex. Ray and Lewis are literally our coursemates.”

“Oh,” I muttered, trying but failing to paint a picture of them in my head.

I found making friends to be an incredibly tedious work.

The reason why Leah was my one and only friend was because we were paired on an assignment on our first day of junior high school.

And ever since then, we had been thick as thieves.

“So you do have a boyfriend.” Benjamin cut in, and Leah's eyes widened in panic momentarily before she shook her head in negation and smiled sheepishly.

“I have boys who are my friends but not a boyfriend,” She fibbed, her smile not waning for a second, “What would I even do with a boyfriend?”

Benjamin just looked at her and huffed before eating a forkful of rotisserie chicken.

“Anyway, the two of them are also in Ibiza right now,” Leah divulged, as I sipped from my glass of orange juice, “Apparently, they are also on vacation or something like that and they want to hang out tonight. Are you down?”

“Yes, I am,” I replied, as I was desperate to find other avenues of interest, to avert my fixation from Benjamin.

“Cool, I've texted Lewis,” Leah replied, “We are meeting by seven.”

“Am I to take this as you asking for permission?” Benjamin asked, and my best friend nodded, lips contorting into a pout.

“Please,” Leah begged, clasping her hands in front of her face.

“Fine, you both can go,” He replied, “But I don't want you drinking a drop of alcohol, am I clear?”

The way his voice hardened into a stern timbre sent rivulets of erotic hunger coursing through me, and I had to quickly gulp down some water as my throat suddenly dried up.

“Yessir,” Leah grinned, “You are the best.”

Just then, Matilda, who was also Kelvin's wife walked in.

“You have a visitor, sir,” She said.

“Do I know this visitor?” Benjamin asked, before slipping the forkful of boiled Irish potatoes into his mouth.

“No, but I do,” She replied, “She lives at the condo beside us. Should I let her in?”

“Since you know her then, sure,’’ Benjamin shrugged, and Matilda nodded before taking her leave.

A moment later, a blonde woman clad in the skimpiest gown I'd ever laid eyes on, catwalked into the dining area, a lewd smile stretching her red tinted lips, as she shook hands with Benjamin.

“Hi, I'm Kylie,” She said, causing Leah and I to share a stunned look, “I own the grill spot beside your villa and I have to say you're way more handsome than people said you were.”

So she had done research on him and had decided to show up semi naked in order to seduce him.

Kylie was the textbook definition of shameless.

“Is that right?” Benjamin asked, spotting a sardonic

smile, that made me scoff inwardly, “Thanks for the compliment. I'm Benjamin.”

“Gorgeous name for a gorgeous man,” Kylie continued, and I could feel myself gradually getting consumed by rage.

I used to think Benjamin had discipline.

That he couldn't be swayed by pathetic seductresses like Kylie.

“Are these your daughters?” Kylie asked, gesturing to Leah and I.

“I'm his daughter and she's my best friend,” Leah stated icily.

“Oh, that's cool,” Kylie replied, her wide smile revealing her set of eerily white and straight teeth.

“Would you like to join us for dessert?” I couldn't believe my ears as the words came out of Benjamin's mouth.

“Most definitely, Ben,” Kylie beamed, “Handsome and polite is one dangerous combo, you know.”

Benjamin's response was a sardonic smile as she sat on the chair beside him, her heaving bosom nearly spilling out of her bra.

Who on earth invited a promiscuous stranger like Kylie to eat with them?

Was Benjamin that desperate to get laid or what?

“I can't believe dad,” Leah leaned in to whisper, “Why is he even entertaining her?”

“No idea,” I replied, repressing the urge to throw my glass of water in Kylie's made-up face.

It was at that moment that I noticed that she had a wedding ring on.

At first, I almost burst out laughing because it was insane how she was married and still a slut.

“Your wedding ring is really pretty,” I blurted out and her face paled, “It suits you perfectly.”

As I said it, I looked toward Benjamin who shot me an unreadable stare.

Instantly, I looked away, my heart scudding and my hands turning sweaty.

Was he mad that I'd embarrassed Kylie?

Wasn't he supposed to be grateful that I'd exposed her as the adulteress she was?

“Thank you,” Kylie gave me a smile that failed to reach her eyes as she stood up, “I just remembered I have somewhere else to be right now. I'll come by some other time. Bye.”

“Really?” Leah feigned a sad look that nearly made me laugh,“I really wanted you to stay for dessert.”

“Maybe some other time,” Kylie replied, a bit too rushed, her false smile now looking even faker.

She was clearly uncomfortable just like I wanted.

“Alright,” Benjamin replied, and she nodded.

Darting me a glare which went unnoticed by both Benjamin and Leah, she took her leave.