The CEO’s secret wife

Mom’s plot

Elliot’s pov

I hate when employees cross their boundaries..I don’t know why but it irks me..today was really troublesome but as I head out my office door I decide to put it behind remembering I promised mum I’d take her out..immediately I leave the tall skyscraper I head towards my car where my driver’s waiting for me..he quickly comes down to open the door as he gives a slight bow..he runs towards the drivers door and bends to enter after which he starts the car..we head home in silence as usual..the drive home was quite and long the way I like it..it gave me a little time to think on my own ..few minutes after I start to enjoy the ride I see Marcus pull up in the driveway..I sigh as I get down but what I see in front of me makes me pause cause I think I’m in the wrong house

“Hey son” my mom says with a weird smile

“Mommm, wat in God’s name are u putting on” my mom looks at me utterly confused .. “aren’t we going out anymore” she asks

Huhhh..ohhh,is that what this is all about” I say this with a wave of my hand and a face that says nahhh.. but mom just smiles and say “I thought I was picking where we went” yes mum you are but I really don’t get why you’re dressed like you’re part of a really poor disco group that doesn’t care about the fact that their workers are low on fund to afford a new wardrobe” I rant out but my mum doesn’t seem to care cause she only smiles and says “you’ll see” before giving me a wink that tells me that’s the end of the topic..as if on cue she turns and works inside without saying a word ,so I follow behind and head upstairs to go freshen up ..

30minutes later I’m done showering and I walk out the bathroom with my towel tied below..I run my hands through my wet hair and look in the mirror..I really I’m hot I say before grabbing my phone and taking a selfie ..it’s a habit I have ..just forget it

I go to my inbuilt wardrobe and pick out a light blue shirt and a pair of Jean ..I take out one of my many Nike canvas and put it on.. i take one look at the mirror before I turn to leave the room..as I head downstairs I hear my mom tell our help something that sounds like “I know he’ll hate,but I don’t care” hmm,what could she be up to I think before throwing it at the back of my mind..I stop right in front of her and she giggles making her dimples pop out the more..she gets up and I hold out my hand which she takes and we start to work to the car.. Marcus quickly open the car’s door as he sees us..he enters into the driver’s seat and starts to drive..I take out my phone and start to text Lizzy about the meeting we have tomorrow..when I’m done I look up just in time to see my mom wink at Marcus..ok, this is getting weirder, I never even asked her where she picked and that’s when I turn to meet her already looking at me

“Mom,where we going” I say with a raise of my right eyebrow ..she smiles but doesn’t say anything, ok this is weird but I don’t say that instead I decide to try again “did you tell Marcus where we going” I say hoping she says something and she does.. “yes I did, can you please shut up and enjoy the ride” she says as she looks at Marcus from the mirror at the front and that’s when I start to get uncomfortable and I instantly remember what I overheard her tell Mary ..she’s taking me somewhere I won’t like..I swallow and look at her ..seeing her disco pants made me feel suddenly sick.. i immediately start to piece the puzzle together..but before I can say anything Marcus stop right in front of st Lois..where’s st Lois you might ask,well st Lois is one of the biggest disco places and bar in New York, mom knows how much I hate bars most especially this one but I don’t get a chance to protest as mom opens her do without even waiting for Marcus, in the twinkle of an eye she’s down and giggling with some funky looking woman she met at the front of the bar..I see her point to me and they both laugh which makes me even more uneasy..I stay in the car for at least 5 minutes visibly deflated and then I decide to leave the car..I promised mum and I can’t break that promise..I’m sure no one remembers an incident from 4 years back right..what’s the chance the bar tender was still the same as the one that watched me get humiliated..I don’t get much time to dwell on all this cause mum starts to scream my name .. “Ellyyyy, are you coming,or are you too scared” she says this with a smirk that riles me up..but I decide to leave it as I walk towards her.. what’s the worse that could happen,right ??