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“Oh, I know. He’s at home with Poppy. I didn’t call to speak with him.”
“Um. Okay.” I can hear her confusion.
“I need to speak with you.” My voice is firm as my confidence builds.
“Wh-what about?” She asks with absolute fear in her tone.
“About you and my husband cheating.”
The line goes silent and then, “Luna. I don’t know wh-“
“Save it, Angela. Roman told me everything. No need to play an innocent. Lord knows you’re not.”
“Luna. I’m so sorry. It was one time. I swear to you. And I felt horrible. We didn’t even have sex,” she whispers, I’m assuming, so no one will hear.
“And the fact that youjustsucked my husbands dick makes it so much less offensive than having sex.” I’m on a roll now. “How could you? How many times have we had dinners as two families? I’ve gone to your kids’ birthday parties. Jesus, Angela…I buy your fucking Christmas gift every year.”
“I-I know. I’m-“ her voice quakes.
“You’re sorry. Yeah. Got it. What made you think that you could coerce my husband into having an affair? Roman was obviously weak, but you preyed on him.”
I have no idea if it was her or Roman that initiated the whole thing, but we’re about to find out.
“I-I…I saw the amount of time he’d been spending at the office and he was so stressed and we worked late nights together. I just…I got carried away. But, but, he stopped it. Before it went any further. He didn’t even…you know, finish,” she explains.
“Wow. Wow! That makes it all so much better. The old working late night excuse. Typical. Tell me something, Angela,” I continue. “Did you get on all fours and crawl under my husband's desk like a basic office whore? Did you choke on his cock? It’s big, isn’t it? I bet you did.”
The car shakes and I look over to find Lane pumping his arms in the air and circling his hips.
“Luna. Please,” she sobs.
“Oh save me the drama, you fucking cunt. Now…as far as I see it, you have two options here. One,” I say, holding up a finger. “You type a nice little email to my husband informing him that you will be resigning from your position as his slut-I mean assistant.”
“I can’t quit. I need this job. I have a family,” she balks.
“And so do I! But you fucked that up. Now Roman is going to be a part-time dad because you couldn’t be a decent human being and keep your whorish mouth away from him.”
Her breaths are fast and stuttered. She sounds like she’s about to fall into a panic attack.
“As I was saying…you are going to let him know that, due to personal reasons, you will be resigning. Let’s give it…a month. I will even make sure Roman gives you a nice letter of recommendation. Hell, I’ll proofread the damn thing. But you will quit. If you don’t, then there’s option number two.”
“Wh-what’s option n-number two?”
“I call your husband and tell him aaallll about your little late night office escapades.”
“No. No no, please Luna. Please don’t do that,” she pleads.
“I’m sure he’ll want to murder Roman, much like I did, but he’s much bigger than Phil so I think he can handle himself.”
“Luna,” she sobs. “Please. I can’t-“
“You can’t what? Hmm? You can’t let your husband know you’re a cheating cunt-bag?” I look over to Lane who gives me a thumbs up and mouths, ‘good one’. “I really hate to punish your family for the sins of the wife, but it has to be done. If you won’t quit, then your husband should know what you’re up to at the office. Who knows? Maybe Roman isn’t the first,” I threw it out there.
When the line goes eerily silent, I get my answer.
“You dirty little slut. Thereismore. Wow. This just got a whole lot more interesting. What’s it gonna be, Angela? Door number one, or door number two?”
I make the sound of a clock ticking and wait to hear her answer.
