Chapter 79


    ~Christopher’s POV~


    When I finally did manage to open my eyes, it was still the wee hours of the morning. I wrapped


    Camille’s arms around me as usual, and idly yed with her hair, thinking about what had happened


    the night before. I was certain I wasn’t hallucinating. To my surprise, I wasn’t; Camille, my perfect sub,


    was still in bed with me, where she belonged.


    What am I going to do with Mark Cooper?


    Because I was at a loss for what to make of what I saw the day before, at my wife’sunch, these


    thoughts have been keeping me awake all night. I don’t know how to process what I saw. But one thing


    is certain: I must find Luke. In the meantime, I reach for my phone on my nightstand to search for


    anything. I’m just looking for any loopholes. Why was I so blind all this time? Has he always had


    feelings for my wife, or did they develop more recently? The guy fucking sent his sister after me to ruin


    me. Was Liam part of the n?


    My mind was racing as I tried to piece together the puzzle. What does Mark desire? Instead of sleeping


    and waiting for Mark to act, I untangled myself from Camille’s limb and headed out the door to get my


    morning coffee. Camille wasn’t a heavy sleeper, but after yesterday’s session, she was not going to


    wake up anytime soon.


    While I was brewing my coffee, I reflected on what Camille had said. “What if I am not the only person


    who knows this side of you? What if there was another person close enough to you that knew this, but


    you were too busy to notice?” Does she know something? The problem with my wife is that she knows


    much more than I do and is pretty good at hiding information. What was she on about? Who else knew


    this side of me? Could there be someone else? I doubt it because I have never oncee out in the


    open about my lifestyle, except when I was in college. Not that anyone could have noticed that side of


    me, as we were all having a st. Nah, I didn’t blow my cover then. But who else knows about this side


    of me?


    Mark?


    Naa, I don’t think so. Right now, I want to deal with him for wooing what’s mine. Mark, knowing my


    secret, it’s not possible. I was only wearing my sweatpants when I walked over to the couch, and once I


    got there, I sat down on it. As usual, my newspaper was on the coffee table. One thing Robin never


    forgets is to get me a newspaper.


    A little under an hour into my thoughts, Grandpa joined me, carrying a te full of a full fry-up. When


    did he get here? I don’t understand how he manages to eat the exact same te ofrd every single


    day without gaining any weight. I try not to dwell on the possibility that the old man’s arteries are


    blocked with que because he maintains a healthy body weight and exercise routine.


    “Do you have anything new for me?” He inquired as he sat on the couch opposite mine, munching on


    his full fry.


    “We haven’t heard anything official just yet, but do you think there’s a chance Mark ys for both


    teams?” When I asked, the old manughed and then spoke.


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    “Why am I not surprised?” I creased the newspaper into folds and put it to the side. What my


    grandfather just said has piqued my interest.


    “So, it’s true?” I inquired.


    “Nope,” he stared into space and continued, “Back in the days, his father was used of raping one of


    his male employees, but I never really knew how true that was.”


    “What?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.


    “Yep, so if he is ying for both. There’s a chance he modeled himself after his father, assuming the


    rumor was true.”


    I remained seated in the same spot as the elderly man finished his meal and stood up. “Come to think


    of it, that family is weird.”


    “When I first heard what Luke, Camille’s assistant, had to say during theunch of Camille’s brand, I


    immediately suspected that he was telling a lie. udia is not udia, but Carman Cooper, Mark’s


    sister. Which means she approached me and Joshua, knowing who we were, and Mark was at the


    center of it all.”


    “What if Mark wasn’t acting on his own? You know, you bought them out of ourpany. And then


    Carman Cooper appeared in Joshua’s life, and when things didn’t work out, she went after you.” What


    he was saying made a lot of sense, but these are just theories, and I need to find out the truth. I pulled


    out my phone and dialed Luke’s number. The guy said that he had dated Mark for four good years, and


    I knew nothing about it. It seems like with Luke I might just find the answers I’m looking for. He dropped


    two bombshells yesterday, him dating Mark and udia’s identity, and I am pretty sure that the guy has


    a lot to say. I can’t fucking believe that Mark has been ying me from the start.


    ying me and now pursuing my wife. What exactly is he looking for? Could he be after my fortune? It


    has to be the money. Why would he send his sister to me if not for money? And given that my wife is


    the one who runs the business, he believes that he can get his hands on the money that I’ve worked so


    hard to earn. I scoffed at the prospect of Mark pursuing my possessions.


    I asked Luke to meet up with me at a certain time, and he agreed to do so after I made the


    appointment. I continued searching the web for anything. I’ve never been a fan of the inte. I only


    read the news. Even when I’m trending, I never watch the news. If it’s on TV or anything, I wouldn’t


    know unless they used a newspaper. That’s when I would know, as I read a newspaper daily. Then I


    came across Mr. Cooper’s scandal. Maybe I will have to look for the man whom he raped. Another


    statement concerning the Cooper family piqued my interest. These have to be rumors. I closed my


    phone and ced it back in my pocket.


    Breakfast


    I need to get breakfast ready for my lovely wife.