CHAPTER 33
And while the kids had their private conversation, the parents Swiss were also having theirs. Mrs Swiss had cleared the table. The couple had moved to the inner chamber. It was a room they often used for their pre-court sessions. In this very room, the two would argue the defence and opposing lawyers' case and determine who would win. Their law journey had started in this very room. Robert ran his hand down the seats. "It's dirty and rusted."
"I've not been able to come in here ever since you left." Robert looked at her gloomily. She must look that for pity, "I'll have the maids clean it up tomorrow."
"It's not that." He said, moving towards the big judge's seat on the stage. He always sat here to picture his courtroom scene the next day. "I had no courtroom anymore." He explained, "I'm not sure I remember what it's like anymore. Dirty and rusty, like the seats."
"Oh." she said, getting his drift, "neither did I." When he removed the cloth covering his seat and sat down, not minding the dust, she sat down too. "I missed it so much. Now, I just help Adriana with her cases. She's had zero loss in court so far." She beamed with pride.
"And she got that from her mother. You've raised them well."
"Our younger daughter might beg to differ." She smirked.
"Evangeline took your side of the gene. You're both resilient and stubborn. Only her could have violated the family law-gene and escape your wrath." He teased.
"She blames me for your absence." She told him sadly. "All she does now us rebel against me for that singular mistake."
He had sensed it too. "Let me speak with her. She needs to know you had nothing to do with that."
"She's an adult now. I'm sure she'll figure it out later."
He stood up from his seat and went to sit beside her. "Thank you for doing a good job with them."
She shrugged. "It's okay. I still believe anyway that they have your lawyer instinct, not mine. Evan is well, stubborn and unrelenting. A trait that's helping her in her business. And Adriana, the cases I couldn't even imagine she'd win, she comes out of it glittering. It's like she likes going for such condemned ones."
"You were here to guide her." He still praised her. "Do you suppose they can handle this now?"
"Trust me, they can." She replied, giving him a confident look. Then a worried expression overrides the confidence.
After a while, he notices her sigh heavily, "But this isn't what you want to know right now."
Mrs. Swiss sighed, "That obvious?"
He nodded, "So, ask away."
"Do we have the allies now?" She asked that was the single important solution to all these.
"Damn well, I have. And if what I'm seeing us right, Evan may have gotten us another solid ally." He announced proudly.
To really understand why today wasn't just like any other day, you'd have to be in her shoes. For some days now, she had put deliberate effort into making this a success. She had shopped online for the perfect outfit and matching heels. She even changed her eye color from black to blond to look just like her rival. She was determined to make this work at all costs.
It wasn't every day one wakes up to love. Love didn't happen for some at all. For most, love was an ass, unrequited and painful. But when you find love and though it's unrequited, and the situation seems to change that, it was a once in a lifetime situation that mustn't be missed. When Zoe had called her to settle the ongoing war with Evan, she said something that changed everything. Evangeline is pregnant! Mary didn't even bother to know who she was pregnant for or when it happened. She only liked the idea the news proposed. It could only mean one thing; she wasn't available anymore for Logan Thames. Now, she could claim the man for herself.
Mary had carefully planned this day. Her hair had to be dyed to mirror his ideal woman. She had gone through profiles of his exes to find out he did like his women blond and sassy. She was sassy; that wasn't a thing but blond? That had to be tried in. Her stylist was paid to work her magic on her wardrobe. All primed up, she called her prey to the slaughterhouse. And when Logan Thames walked into the room, he knew just what he was walking into, although in his defense, he did try to play along.
When he entered the club and sat in his favorite corner that night, he was served his favorite blue spiked drink and was sipping when another drink was sent to him. He quirked his brow at the waiter questioningly.
"From the lady in the red room" was the mysterious reply. He then handed over a card. Logan snatched the card in irritation and read the four words. Meet me in 10.
"Ohhh!" He smiled. "Looks like someone is in a hurry to have me naked." He winked at the man and dropped the card. "And where's this lady? We don't want to waste her time. Now, do we?" He stood up, adjusted his round neck polo and followed the waiter. He was led through a back door through the foyer. Then the waiter stopped at the door and excused himself. He knocked and waited until a lady said to come in.
The room was what it was called 'The red room.' It was every shade of red. But what caught his attention were the sex toys hanging everywhere. On the walls were all kinds of the whip; long, twisted, sharp, piercing. It wasn't a pleasing sight. He looked away. On the little bed placed at the corner of the room was a set of cuffs; for the hands and legs. Logan walked away from those too. He was never interested in inflicting pain during or before sex. And so, whatever this lady had planned, she had failed miserably. He was turned off, as it were. The only things that fascinated him were the pleasuring toys. Every dick size was right there. He had always marveled at how women go about pleasuring themselves with them when they could have the real deal. But then again, he could never understand.
The woman who called him was all masked up. From where he stood, he couldn't tell who she was immediate. Her hair was blond, meaning it could be any of his exes. But it definitely wasn't Evan. Evangeline wouldn't have done this. She knew he hated the BDSM sex choice. He's never tried that. So, that left his other girls who should know better too. Aileen was his last girl before Evan, and she wasn't in LA at the moment. So, who could this be? He moved closer to the woman sitting pretty on the small stool, her legs wide open invitingly though it was clad in dark skin net. She wore a skimpy pink skirt on it with a revealing blacktop. Her face was covered in a pink mask. And as he moved closer, he sensed even before she stood up that it was her. Mary.
Interested in whatever game he was playing, he stood indecisive for a while. Then he went on with the game. 'See where it lands us.' "Heard you wanted me in 10." He teased as he lightly caressed the lady's hand.
"Yes, Please." She purred, so he wouldn't know it was her. Then he pulled him closer and started kissing him. "No talking necessary." When Logan kissed her and seemed to be into her, she came down from the stool and began to undress him. He let her kiss her way down to his slack before lifting her head for a deeper kiss. She moaned, and he mentally hissed but continued with it.
She began to undress him again. "In a hurry to have me, I see." He held her hands and took her to the bed. Well, since the toys were laid out for them, he might as well put them to use. He cuffed both hands to the bed. Watching her squirm, he caressed her face lingering over the mask. He sensed her tension, "What?" Though he knew why she tensed up, it was fun watching how she intend to get out of this.
"The mask stays." She purred again.
"But I want to see the woman behind this bold move. He teased, still whirling his fingers around the mask. She continued to turn her face away.
"Maybe after." She said like handling a boy a golden stick. He took the bait and moved away from her face. He lightly let his tongue roll over her lips. She raised her head, wanting a kiss. He was ready for that. He shifted his head and instead began to kiss his way down her chest but couldn't find the urge to carry on. He removed her mask in one swift move. Mary gasped and stepped back.
"I can't believe you'd play this same stunt on me again. After all, you did breaking up my relationship." Logan said, pushing away Mary from him in disbelieve.
"And why wouldn't you? I love you."
He looked at her pitifully before removing the cuff. If she had said it years back, when Evan hadn't been in the picture, he had have believed her. But now, it was all a stupid game to Mary. And he knew her well enough that she loved having toys. She would go any length to have something she craved, but once she was bored of her toys, she discarded them. He wasn't going to be used that way, not even by a supposed childhood friend. "This was before you introduced me to Evangeline, your friend, who I'm in love with, by the way." She cringed when he said he loved her friend, but he ignored that.
"Was it before we started dating or after?"
"Before." She said almost in a whisper. She forced back the tears that threatened to fall as she began to undress. This wasn't over.
"You didn't say anything." he said, looked at her almost naked body and turned away to leave. "Don't undress, Mary. We've been friends for years, and if I were ever attracted to you, we'd have fucked" he threw the words at her then left the room. And Mary sat down in total shame and defeat.
