"The date has been chosen." Ursula walked into her husband's bedroom. "For the anniversary. Would you like to go to try on the suit I selected for you?" She asked, her gaze fixated on Blake, who was busy wearing his wristwatch on his wrist.
With his broad back facing her, even a blind person would know a hot man was present.
"Did you knock?" Blake asked instead and Ursula watched as he turned to her. "Knock when you get to the front of my room. You don't wanna see your husband with a lady right?" He asked rhetorically and Ursula chuckled awkwardly.
No lady would dare try that with her; regardless of the amount of money Blake would be offering them to sleep with him, they'd surely reject coming over with him to the mansion. Because once she identified who the lady was, she'd be doomed. F
