𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖

if only she knew

𝓛𝓮𝓲𝓵𝓪

Tonight is an important night for James. He'll be presented with an award for achievement in his career at an event hosted by the university. Of course his beloved, Julia will be attending alongside him. He'll be holding her like the worthless arm candy she is.

It almost makes me nauseous.

This has gone on long enough.

James is too torn between his old life and his current one to give me a rational decision.
Of course, that hasn't stopped him from fucking his frustrations away in my hotel room. I'm not complaining but I need an answer, now. It's starting to drive me insane.

Which is one of the reasons why I will be joining the small group of students attending the event tonight in support of his recognition. I've already picked out a dress and heels, and I'm just dying to look his dumb blonde bimbo wife in the face. She has no idea who's arms her husband lays in late at night most days of the week.

All I need to do is keep it together and not lose my temper. James can't have another reason to be uncertain about me. I want him to pick me-choose me, once and for all.

And if he doesn't, I'll finally take matters into my own hands.

•••

My heels click as I enter the long hallway filled with prestigious titles and fancy dresses. I grab a class of champagne from the waiter and gulp down the whole thing before grabbing another, once I spot James standing amongst his colleagues and their wives. Of course his is right along with him, just as I had imagined. My eyes burn into her bland figure as she laughs gracefully at something he just said. Her blonde hair is up in a bun and her neck is bare due to the low neckline of her dress. It's almost as if she's begging me to choke the life out of her. His hand is rested on her waist as he holds her close. She pulls him away from the conversation to press a lingering kiss against his ear.

I place my empty glass down before I almost crush it between my fingers and ease my shoulders back, slowly heading over towards him.

"Professor, congratulations!" I squeal with a fake smile once our eyes meet, and his turn from carefree to panicked in a matter of seconds. I pull him into a hug and he pats my back gently before pulling away.

"Thank you, Leila." He smiles lightly.
"Shouldn't you be studying for my final tomorrow?" He teases with a hint of seriousness. His eyes never leaving my body. He seems mesmerized by the dress I have on.

"Are you kidding me? I wouldn't miss this for the world. I just had to come here to support you." I grin.

"Well, I appreciate it." He nods, before clearing his throat. I finally bring my eyes over to the bitch standing next to him.

"You must be, Mrs. Anderson? Lovely to meet you." I exclaim and she smiles before shaking my hand. Completely unaware that I'm the reason her marriage will soon fall apart.

"Yes, and you're Leila, right? James here says you're one of his smartest students. I'm so glad all that tutoring helped you." She smiles my way.

All I want to do is laugh hysterically.

If only she knew what those tutoring session really consisted of.

"Me too, those long hours really did pay off." I glance at James and he looks as pale as a ghost.

"Honey, why don't you go take a seat and I'll go over my speech?" He whispers to her and she nods cluelessly before leaving us. He walks up behind me and mutters, "bathroom, now." In a very angry voice. I shiver when I feel chills up my spine and swallow before following him upstairs.

He grabs my arm roughly and pulls me inside the men's room before locking it swiftly.

"What the hell were you thinking, coming here?!" He bellows.

I furrow my brows at his reaction and clench my jaw. "I'm sorry, I forgot I needed your permission to attend a school event?" I raise a challenging brow of my own and he clenches his jaw tightly.

"You had no right- approaching Julia like that!"

I feel my skin crawl the way he talks about her so protectively.

"She should know who her husband is cheating on her with, shouldn't she?" I say before walking up to him so our chests are only a few inches away from each other.

"God- you're still hung up on this again? I told you I need time." He groans.

"Well, I'm growing impatient!" I snap. He bites his lip and his hand lowers to my butt before he squeezes tightly. "You can't have us both." I mumble, and he groans at the thought.

I lower my hand to the bulge in his pants and smooth it over with my fingers until he grows hard within seconds. He grabs my waist and pulls me in for a desperate kiss until I pull away. He furrows his brows but I stand my ground.

"You have until tomorrow to decide." I hiss before storming out.