The Alpha Affair

Chapter 2

*Warning Mature language*

The parking area is full of fancy cars and men in suits heading for the entrance. Willa takes a deep breath knowing this might be a struggle to talk to Mr. Kade himself, but she shakes her head and gets out of the car, pressing her dress down, so she doesn’t look homeless, knowing that will be another ear full from Myles if the owner complains of her choice of attire.

As Willa walks to the entrance, the men in suits stare, but she pays them no mind and keeps walking while she places her sunglasses on to avoid anyone seeing her mascara streaks and finally makes it to the front desk.

“Hello Miss, Welcome to Kade Industries! My name is Stephanie. How may I help you?” A stunning blond with olive eyes says. Willa feels envious of her youth and beauty.

“Yes, I’m here to see Mr. Kade. My husband needs some papers signed.” She tells the young woman who searches over Willa’s appearance.

“Um, he is currently busy. Can I take them to him and have him sign?” The woman suggests reaching for the papers, but Willa quickly pulls them away.

“No, sorry, I have ordered only to give them to Mr. Kade.”

The woman looks around awkwardly. “Okay, give me a few minutes,” she replies, walking back behind her desk and disappearing.

The receptionist comes back, presenting a smile. “He will see you before he has to catch his flight to Paris.” She says, waving Willa to follow.

At the end of the hall, the woman stops, turning to look at Willa. “Just right through that door,” She states, then leaves.

Willa opens the door, closing it back silently, and when she faces the desk, the chair spins around to reveal a man with a muscular build, very handsome, with tousled brown hair and eyes of silver.

Unable to communicate, Willa only stands there in disbelief that such an individual exists. The man tilts his head as a smirk appears on his lips. “Hello Miss,” He speaks, but she still cannot form her words.

“Uh… sorr… um…” she stammers, and the man stands, showing his massive build, and Willa’s mouth gapes wide.

“Miss, are you alright?”

She shakes her head. “I am very sorry for my rudeness,” She says, holding her hand out to him.

He laughs and grasps her hand firmly. “I’m Silas, and you are?”

“Oh, I’m Willa” Her face beat red.

He leans against his desk, crossing his feet and placing his hands in front of him like he is trying to look her over. “That’s a pretty name.”

“Thank you,” Willa shakes her head from the spell he has put on her. She looks down at her hand to see the documents. “Oh, these documents are from my husband, Myles. He needs them signed and could not come in himself”

Silas grabs them from her then walks around his desk, taking a seat. He motions for her to sit as well. “Have a seat, Mrs. Huxley” She looks away, not satisfied to hear him call her that.

His brows narrow, confused. “You don’t seem happy when I call you that, mind if I ask why?”

Realizing she got caught, she plays it off. “Oh no, that is fine with me.”

“Can I ask why you are wearing sunglasses in a building?” He lifts a brow curiously.

“Just had a makeup mishap,” She explains, hoping that will get him to stop asking questions, but unfortunately, he gets up walking around his desk to stand in front of Willa.

He reaches his long arm out and pulls the glasses off her face, showing her black eye and mascara-streaked cheeks. He narrows his eyes, showing a bit of anger in them. “What happened to your face?” He growls.

Willa swallows hard, not sure she should tell him the truth. “I fell down the stairs.” She answers, but he doesn’t believe it.

“The stairs? The last time I checked stairs, don’t leave handprints,” He returned, crossing his arms.

She looks down at the floor, then back up to Silas. “If you could just sign the papers, I’ll be out of your way.”

“What makes you think I want that?” He smirks.

Willa’s cheeks flush red, but she composes herself because she is a married woman who can never get a man like Mr. Kade. “My husband will not be happy if I don’t hurry with these documents,” She tells him, and he complies with her request.

“Okay, Willa, as you wish,” He says, pulling out a pin from his suit pocket and signing the papers, then handing them back to her. “It was a pleasure to meet you, and I will have to let Myles know he is a fortunate man” The corner of his lip turns up, and with one look from him, something awakens a desire she hasn’t felt in a long time.

Willa stands, grabbing her purse then facing Silas again. “Have a safe flight, Mr. Kade” She smiles then walks out the door.

On her way home, she goes over everything that happened. “Is it possible a man like him could find me a mother of 3 attractive?” She asks herself but shakes her head. “No, of course not.”

She pulls into the drive then walks into the house, going straight to the kitchen to make an afternoon snack for the kids.

Leaving that on the counter for the kids when they get home, Willa heads to the backyard to read a book on the patio. As per her usual, she picks up her steamy paranormal romance books by her favorite author Renee Walts. She finished Winning over the Alpha last night and now opens Loving an Alpha.

A few hours pass, and Willa notices the sun is setting, so it must be time for her to start dinner. She closes her book placing it back in her secret spot then heads for the kitchen.

Entering the house, she spots Noah at the island with his headphones on as he does his homework. She smiles but doesn’t bother him.

She opens the fridge, pulling out the products she needs to cook while putting on a song to dance to while she makes dinner.

Myles gets home at the same time every night around Midnight so she can enjoy herself.

She hears Noah’s book slam, and he walked out of the kitchen to his room, clearly annoyed at his mother. She sighs and continues when Priya walks in with Liam in tow. “Hey, mommy!” they both say simultaneously.

“Hey, cuties!” She grins, ruffling Liam's hair.

“It’s Friday, mom. Can I spend the night with Logan?” Liam asks, placing his hands together, praying she will say yes.

Willa laughs. “Sure, but be home tomorrow early. We have your dad’s event at noon” He wraps his arms around his mother, and she welcomes his embrace by squeezing him tightly.

“Thanks, mom!” Liam says, caressing his mother’s cheek, noticing her bruised face, but of course, he doesn’t question it, knowing exactly where she got it from. Willa places a kiss on his cheek.

“I love you! Have fun,” Will says, and Liam takes off for the stairs to grab his things.

“And you, Miss, how may I help you?” She asks with a smirk.

Priya looks to her feet. “Mommy, why do you let daddy hit you?” her expression saddened as she looks up to her mother.

Her daughter’s words hit hard, and she can’t hold back the tears welling up. “Honey, it’s complicated.”

“Daddy is mean, and you deserve better. How is that so complicated?” Priya says, wrapping her arms around Willa tightly. It’s a hard pill to swallow when your 6 -year- old knows her father is an abusive asshole.

“I am happy as long as I can watch you kids grow up,” Willa declares, squeezing Priya then pulling back, cupping her face. “I love you, baby girl, and one day, mommy will be happy for herself too, now go wash up for dinner,” She says, planting a kiss on Priya’s forehead and giving her a gentle push towards the washroom.

After she finishes dinner and puts the plates on the table, the kids eat and finish quickly, heading back up to their rooms, leaving Willa alone once again. She places the dishes in the dishwasher and heads for her room to change.

Willa makes up for today by dressing in something more alluring to get her husband’s attention, putting on a white lace nightgown without a bra showing her perky breast through the thin see-through fabric. She then puts on some red stilettos that have been calling her name for years. She places her hair in a messy bun but leaves curly strands out around her face. Willa looks at herself in the mirror, noticing her honey gold eyes have brightened almost as if she has gotten her confidence back.

“If you want to f**k other girls, that is fine. I will f**k you and pretend you're someone else, a certain handsome Industrial man,” A mischievous grin plays on her lips, and her body burns inside with one thought of him. She closes her eyes, imaging Silas running his fingers over every inch of her body but quickly shakes her head out of it. Stop! You are married, Willa's conscience yells at her. She leaves the room to finish cleaning up before Myles gets home.

The kids have all went to bed, and Willa turns her music back on, and a sexy song comes on, getting her to sway to the music. She grabs a bottle of wine while dancing around the kitchen then pours herself a glass to help her endure having s*x with her cheating ass husband.

After a few glasses, she poses herself in a sexy position on the floor in front of the fire. The door opens, and Myles walks in with complete surprise on his face, but when a familiar face peeks around her husband, Willa’s face turns red.

“What the f**k, Willa!!” Myles shouts.