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“I wonder if the other wives would be interested in knowing that there’s a whore working with their husbands. I bet that would raise a lot of-“
“I’ll quit!” She shouts. “I’ll quit. Please just don’t…don’t tell my husband.”
“Smart girl. Now,” I straighten my spine and feel my smile spread a mile wide. “Let’s talk about this email. You’re going to blind cc me on it as well as HR. I need to be sure you aren’t a sneaky bitch and try to worm in some way to blame me. Because this isn’t my fault. It’s yours, Angela.
“Next, once you resign, you will never,ever, speak or contact my soon to be ex-husband again. When you’re at work, you address him as Mr. Hart and get your work done without the chit chat or office banter. When you’re finished, you scurry that little bony ass of yours out the door and pretend like you've never met the man.”
“I don’t understand. If y-you plan to divorce him…why all this?” She hiccups and sniffles her way through her words.
“Because, you see, you’ve ruined my life. And if I can’t have mine the way it’s supposed to be well…neither will you. Eye for an eye, bitch.”
I hear her trying to muffle her crying and…I don’t feel the least bit sorry.
“So. If we understand each other I just have one last thing to say. If you ever see me on the street, at the grocery store, at the fucking bank…you will immediately turn around and walk away. No wait-scratch that. You willrunaway. Because if I catch you, you best believe you will wish you were dead.”
“Are you thr-threatening me?” She gasps.
“You better fucking believe it. If you so much as look at me or Roman, I will rip every piece of that frizzy-ass mop you call hair out. Strand by strand. And that’s just to start. Don’t. Fucking. Test me. I have nothing left to lose. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes.” She stutters.
“Good. Well, you have emails to write and classified ads to search. If you’re unable to find another assistant job, I know the corner of 5th and Fondren is always looking for women with your talent. Bye, Angela.” I end the call before she can say anything else.
“Yes bitch. Savage queen. Slay, mama, slay. Damn, Lu. I didn’t think you had it in you,” he smirks. “All I can say is, welcome to the Petty Side.”
I breathe out a sigh and feel a little bit lighter than I was this morning. Who knew revenge would feel so good?
“I need a coffee or a shot of energy before I deal with whore number two.”
“Oscar Meyer has a way with W-H-O-R-E sluts,” Lane sings.
I laugh and throw my arms around his neck.
“Thank you for standing by me. I love you, Lane,” I tell him through a choked sob.
“Always, my little moonchild. I love you too, Lu.”
Chapter 7
Roman
Isit on the front porch, staring at my phone while the kids blow bubbles on the grass after school.
I read then reread the email I just received.
From: [email protected]
Re: employment
Mr. Hart-
This email serves as my formal notice of resignation from my position as P.A. to Roman Hart, esq. effective October 18, 2023, one month from today.
It has been a pleasure working for you and everyone at Broussard & Murphy but due to personal reasons, I must terminate my employment.
