The Husband Beside Me(49)

“Bastard,” I growled under my breath, glaring at him. He simply waved, still smirking.

I headed to the bathroom annoyed with myself as I felt the slickness of my pussy. I played right into his hands. He not only called me out for my pathetic ways of moping, but he knew exactly how I felt about him. I had berated myself all morning for being weak and telling him how much my body yearned for his, only to, yet again, be his plaything. He claimed to want me the same way, but he was a man and what man wouldn’t lie to get power over a woman?

Once I finished telling myself off and relaxed my body from his heated words, I headed back to our table. Low and behold Daimon wasn’t alone. A well-dressed young woman was sitting next to him. She laughed at what he had said and softly caressed his arm. I wondered what he would do if any man had done that to me? I coughed quietly to interrupt their little moment. The woman simply turned her head at me and smiled while Daimon sat doing nothing. A complete prick.

“So I see you brought out the wife?” she said sweetly.

“Addie, this is Vanessa. Vanessa this is my Addie,” he introduced us.

Her eyes barely left his face as she nodded, a brief acknowledgement of my existence. Her hair was the perfect shade of browns and reds, her milky skin soft and supple. A twinge of jealousy emerged from inside me, but I stifled it. Remembering I was the one who mucked it up and I was the one who was going to change the rules now.

“Addie,” she said softly, “do you mind if I ask you a simple request?” she reached up and feathered the back of her fingers on Daimon’s cheek, Daimon all the while smiled at me, gauging what I would do. “I wanted to know if I could join you or if not, maybe you could share our Daimon.” She turned and smiled at me. I sat watching as they two grinned and waited for my response.

“Share?” I questioned.

“Well, unless you want us three to get together, I wouldn’t mind having Daimon once a week. I'm not greedy. Once a week should be just fine,” she said sweetly. I giggled and when I looked up to see then both looking at me, their expressions changed. I laughed aloud.

“Sure,” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “You can him for more than a week,” I said laughing at how idiotic this whole situation was. There was no way I was going to get jealous or play into his hands. I knew Daimon. This was just a stupid game to him to see what I would do.

“And if you want a threesome I don't mind, just as long as you bring another man for me. Daimon doesn’t seem to cut it, if you know what I mean,” I said, trying to hold back my laugh. The waiter came with the rest of our meals, to say he looked uncomfortable was an understatement. “If you’d like, Vanessa, you could join us now and come home with us later.” I smiled as I took the cloth napkin and placed it on my lap.

“Really?” she said surprised.

“Sure, why not?” I grinned as I signaled the waiter to put down our plates. I could feel it; I mean the whole room could feel Daimon’s anger just brimming at the top.

“Oh, I guess Daimon didn’t like my little spectacle,” I teased.

“Addie,” he said low and controlled.

“Maybe Daimon should stop playing with fire if he doesn’t like getting burnt,” I said curtly, still smiling.

“Addie, stop,” he ordered. Vanessa sat back, not knowing what was really happening.

“Well, Vanessa? Are you not joining us?” I sounded more like a woman ready to kill than a woman ready for a night of blissful sex.

“No, I'm not. It’s nice to meet you, Addie,” she said, getting up from her seat.

“It was a pleasant experience meeting you, Vanessa,” I spat out.

The waiter and Vanessa left abruptly. I dug into my food, violently cutting up the meat that was in front of me. I felt my whole body shake. God, at times I hated him and how much he controlled my emotions.

“Addie…”

“You say one word to me and I will make sure you never come back here,” I said hushed.

Once I finished my meal, I took out my phone and called Ted, telling him to get the car ready to pick me up.

“What are you doing?” he said angrily.

“Well, this is new. You were right, Daimon. I am a fighter and I’m not going to let you or anyone else bully me around.” I stood up and threw the cloth napkin on the table. I put on my coat and left him there. Thankfully, Ted was waiting outside for me.

“Addie?” Daimon shouted as he grabbed onto my coat.

“Was it fun?” I asked. “I mean, it had to be right? You’re unbelievable. How many games do you have to play with me? I already told you what you wanted to hear, yet you are still trying to pull the strings. What? You wanted to see me get jealous? Or did you want to see me make a scene, marking you as mine?” I challenged.