Hailey’s POV
“Hey,” I smiled when Paige walked in, beautiful as always. She smiled back, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Hey. How are you today?” she asked as she sat across from me.
“I don’t even know. But seeing you always makes me feel better.”
She giggled softly. “How about you?”
“I’m okay,” she sighed. “But I’d prefer if the entire AC staff didn’t stop and stare every time I walk by. Am I famous now or something?”
I let out a sigh. “I’m sorry, Paige.”
“You don’t have to be. At least now we don’t have to hide anymore.”
“I can see you’re still not comfortable, though.”
“I’m not used to all this attention. I’m just a regular girl from a small town—not some celebrity. It’s still so weird.”
I nodded gently. “The journalists showed up at your apartment, right?”
She looked surprised. “Wait, how did you know that?”
“Because it happened to me once. That’s how the world found out I was dating Xavier. After a gala he uninvited me to, I ran into Melanie White. She exposed everything. The next morning, I opened my door to flashing cameras and dozens of questions.”
“What?”
I nodded. “Yup. I had to hide in my apartment for almost a week. Grocery runs became impossible. So, yeah… I know exactly how you feel, babe.” I took her hand.
“I just feel overwhelmed,” she said, releasing a heavy breath. “I woke up to a thousand new followers on Instagram.”
I laughed. “Soon your account’s going to be verified.”
She laughed too. “That’s insane.”
“I know, right?” A knock interrupted us. “Come in.”
Darsie stepped inside. “Mrs. Anders, your sister-in-law is here.”
“Thank you, Darsie. You’re free to leave,” I said. She nodded and exited, just as Kiara entered.
“I’ll leave you—” Paige started, but Kiara cut her off.
“No, no, no. You don’t have to leave. You were—or should I say, were supposed to be—her secret lover. You might want to hear this too.”
Paige stood up, eyes hard. “Don’t you ever refer to me like that.”
Kiara dropped her bag with a smirk. “What, you gonna hit me?”
“That’s what you want, isn’t it? But no, that’s not how I deal with people like you.”
“I’ll handle you first before you even try,” Kiara snapped. Then she turned to me and dropped a white envelope on my desk. “This is for you.”
“What is it? Am I fired?” I joked, though her glare told me she didn’t appreciate it.
“I’ll see you in court, Finley.” She grabbed her bag and stormed out.
“Annoying brat,” Paige muttered, sitting back down.
I giggled. “Wine?” I asked, walking to the cupboard.
“You’re not going to read that?” she asked.
I shook my head. “I already know what’s inside. Don’t worry—I’m prepared for anything she might try.”
“Like what?”
“Legal fights. She said she’ll see me in court, remember?” I poured us both glasses and returned to my seat. “Larry—my lawyer—said everything could be at stake. The company, the house, even the kids. The Anders family might try to take everything back. But Karen and Tony are with me, so if Kiara’s acting alone, she doesn’t stand a chance.”
“I can’t believe she’s taking it that far,” Paige muttered. “Has she always been like this?”
“On the contrary, she used to be the sweetest, most caring person I knew. She had no problem when Xavier introduced us. I even used to call her my angel. She was there for me when I was pregnant and grieving. It’s crazy how much she’s changed.”
“What happened to her? Did someone traumatize her or something?” Paige asked.
I laughed. “Why do you think that?”
“Because how does someone go from angel to demon overnight? Maybe she’s still hurting from Xavier’s death. I mean, who gets mad at their brother’s widow for moving on after five years?”
“She’s a grown woman, with a husband and family. If she hasn’t healed, they should’ve helped her get professional help. I’m done with her nonsense.” I finished my wine.
“I can’t even go back to my desk without someone whispering, ‘OMG, are you really screwing the boss?’” Paige sighed.
“And you still pity her?” I teased. “You’re too soft, babe.”
“Well, I’m not like you,” she said with a laugh. “I believe in giving people the benefit of the doubt.”
“Aren’t you just a little saint?” I smirked.
“Oh, take that back!” she said, standing up and walking around the desk.
“Or what?” I teased.
She sat on my lap, grinning. “Or you’ll face the consequences.”
I giggled, kissing her gently. “Yes, master,” I whispered.
She crushed her lips against mine, kissing me hard and deep. I moaned softly before she trailed kisses down to my neck.
“Someone might walk in,” I whispered. “Or take photos.”
“They already know. I don’t care,” Paige replied. She stood up, lifting me effortlessly into her arms. I gasped as she carried me to the couch.
She laid me down gently, then climbed on top of me, kissing down to my cleavage. Her hand slid beneath my skirt, fingers brushing my soaked panties.
“Paige,” I moaned.
Her eyes, dark with desire, met mine before she shifted my panties aside and slid a finger in.
“Oooh—” I gasped, eyes fluttering shut, giving in completely to the pleasure.
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The Billionaire's Widow
RomanceHailey Anders After the death of her husband, the only thing that can keep Hailey going are her two little kids. They remind her that he still lives in them. Together with the company he left for her. Paige Carson Fresh out of college with impressi...
