The Billionaire Wins the Game(50)

She only stood there for a couple seconds, but it seemed like an eternity. Her whole world began to crumble and she didn’t know how she was still standing.

Amy closed the door and ran back to the elevator. She could feel hot tears streaming down her face as she quickly escaped to her car and sped home. She had her answer. She’d never stay with a man who cheated on her. She couldn’t do it.





Chapter Ten





“What do you think you’re doing, Laura?” Lucas spat to the redhead, who he’d dated months before he and Amy had become involved.

She’d walked into his office moments before, with her famous pouting expression, stating they needed to have a talk. He’d told her there was nothing to talk about, but she’d come around his desk and sat in front of him, spreading her legs open, so he had no choice but to notice she was wearing nothing underneath her far too short skirt.

He couldn’t believe at one time he’d desired her. She was as fake as Amy was real and he wanted her out of his office immediately.

“You need to get out. There’s nothing left between us,” he said between clenched teeth as he backed his chair away from her. “You also know I’m a married man and no longer on the market.”

She’d just smiled at him with what she thought was a seductive stare and ripped open her shirt to show her ample breasts spilling from her bra.

He’d stood up to physically escort her from the room, when she wrapped herself around him and locked her lips to his. He was so shocked; he stood there for a few seconds before his hands came up to her waist and pushed her from him.

“Baby, you know you want me,” she said, sounding falsely hurt. He was done with her games. He marched over to his desk and pushed a single button. “Security, I need you in my office, immediately,” he growled.

Within a minute, two large men came into the room to see the still half naked woman trying to wrap herself around their boss. “Please escort this woman to the outside of the building and never let her in again,” he said tightly, barely able to control his rage.

“Yes, Mr. Anderson, right away,” they replied professionally, while each of them took one of her arms and led her away.

Lucas sat back in his chair and rested his hands on his head. All he could think was thank God his wife wasn’t there to have witnessed that situation. He was sure she would’ve thought he’d invited the woman.

She had good reason to be insecure in their marriage, as he’d been shutting her out lately. He’d pushed her further away with their intimacy reaching such a high level. He sat there as the realization he was in love with Amy washed over him.

It didn’t feel like a burden, not at all.

He loved his wife.

She loved him.

They were going to have a child together.

So why was he still sitting there?

Suddenly, all he wanted to do was to go home and wrap her in his arms and tell her repeatedly how much she meant to him. He was done pushing her out of his life. He started to get up to head for the door, but remembered he had to finish what he was working on. The contract was due that evening, and he was almost finished.

One more hour would make no difference, even though it felt like a lifetime. He quickly got back to work so he could be on his way home. He couldn’t keep the smile from his face. He would stop for roses on the way. He realized he had yet to purchase any for her.





Amy couldn’t keep the tears from falling as she drove from the office to her beautiful home. She sat in the car, gazing at the place with a deep sadness, knowing she’d never sleep there again, in the arms of her husband. How could he have cheated on her? She’d given him her body freely and her love, as well.

She pulled herself together enough to walk inside. She slowly climbed the stairs leading to their bedroom and once again a few tears slipped from her eyes. It wouldn’t take her long to pack; as she wouldn’t take anything she didn’t consider hers exclusively.

She packed some clothes and baby items and then took the case back to her room. She looked around with one last glance and then took off her wedding ring. She sat at the vanity and wrote her husband a note.

She set her ring on top of the letter, grabbed her suitcases, and walked out the door without allowing herself to look back again.

She had no idea where she was heading or what she was going to do when she got there. She just knew she had to get away. She was so afraid if he came through those doors and wrapped his arms around her, she’d melt and beg him to love her and to not run to the arms of another woman. She’d already given him her heart; she had nothing left to offer. She had nothing he wanted.

Amy drove onto the freeway and started driving south. After a few hours she passed through Salem and it didn’t feel far enough. She was starting to feel a little sore, though, and pulled over at a rest stop to stretch. She wanted to call up Tom and talk to him, but he was at work and she was too afraid Lucas would overhear the conversation. She’d have to call him later because she really needed a friend right then.