cancel your plans with your boyfriend.”
Hanna felt her anger build at his smug words. She hadn’t even known he knew she had a boyfriend. He made her so upset with his unfeeling attitude. Her relationship with Chet was too shaky to take this new blow. Could she find a way to make Chet understand?
*
It turned out Hanna could not.
Chet took the news badly. She’d never seen him so furious, and yet so cold. He didn’t even yell.
“You promised me, Hanna,” he said, slowly and quietly. “This is the last straw. He keeps pulling shit like this. You need to quit.”
His frozen tone and words made her chest constrict. “I can’t do that. I want to keep my job, Chet. But I don’t want you mad at me. Please understand.”
“I understand a lot more than you imagine,” Chet said bitterly. “I understand why a woman like you would sit and take crap from a man like him. Gorgeous billionaire boss and all that. You can’t help but be attracted to him and he probably feels the same about you.”
“Oh please don’t start that up again,” Hanna said with her own burst of anger. “The man has no attraction for anyone least of all me. And I’ve told you a million times how much I love only you.”
“Well maybe you need space to make up your mind about that. Because I’m moving out.”
Hanna had had enough. He always did this. He knew all this time why she’d taken the job. They’d been able to move to a better apartment and afford all the bills and more. She’d tried so hard to be there for him with no demands or expectations of her own. Why couldn’t he just be understanding instead of acting like a petulant child?
He always threatened to leave but they were always just threats. What was he going to do now?
“Why don’t we talk about this when I get back? There’s so much you need to get straight,” Hanna said, hating the pleading tone in her voice. Twice today she’d had to grovel to a man and it irked. She hated this feeling of being a doormat, someone who couldn’t control her own affairs.
Instead of replying, he retrieved his cell phone and made a call. “Hey, precious. Yes, come get me. I’m done here.”
Hanna watched in confusion as she saw him pause to listen to the mystery person speaking before he replied, “Great. Meet me at the front door. Yeah, love you too babe. Bye.”
That word shocked her to the core. Hanna was shaking her head, feeling at a loss. She followed him to the bedroom and found he had several bags packed. If he was going for just a weekend, why did he need so much stuff? And who was that person he’d called?
“Will you at least tell me what’s going on?” Hanna asked, fearing the worst.
He looked like nothing more than a stranger as he turned to her then. “Let’s just say, you aren’t the one with someone on the side.”
“Wait! What? You’re seeing someone else? Chet, how could you? How long has this been going on?” demanded Hanna.
He paused, facing her again. “Seriously? You need to ask? Now you want answers. Well, forget it. Because in the past six months, you’ve been with him every day and night. He calls and you run to meet his commands. I mean damn, Hanna. He even has you groomed to look like his very own sex kitten. And if you both haven’t fucked yet, then you will soon. It’s only a matter of time.”
Hanna wanted to scream as she fisted her hair.
Chet’s smile was somewhat pitying. “Don’t sweat it, okay. Anyone would cave beneath the pressure.”
“I told you, Chet, there’s nothing…”
He spun on her sharply, his face a mere inch from hers. “Tell me something. Two weeks ago you requested for the few days off and it was approved. Did you by any chance tell him or anyone we had plans together?”
Hanna’s head was spinning. “I don’t discuss my private life with him! But…I did mention to one of his secretaries that we were travelling to London for a getaway. Why would she…?”
“If you mentioned it to her