Chapter 480 – Beginning with a Daring Encounter

The housekeeper grinned at her, and drew her in for a quick kiss, “Come to my bedroom by midnight,” Tiffany whispered to her before sitting at the table to wait for her husband and sister.

After Bernice had freshened up, she stepped out of her bedroom dressed in a set of satin pajamas. She stepped into the hallway at the same time as Jackson stepped out of his bedroom, and they looked at each other since they were standing at opposite ends of the hallway.

Bernice resisted the urge to run into her bedroom and shut the door behind her when she saw her immoral brother-in-law. She usually avoided visiting Tiffany because it was a known fact amongst them all that Tiffany’s husband could never resist anything in skirts, and she had caught him checking her out a couple of times in the past.

If she had a choice she would have gone to somewhere else, but she was closer to Tiffany than her other sisters. Lisa was too judgemental and wouldn’t understand what she was going through, while Anita was young and inexperienced. Tiffany was the only one she could think of coming to.

She squared her shoulders and walked down the hallway while Jackson did the same. She tried to quicken her pace so that she wouldn’t have to walk with him or speak with him, and Jackson smirked when he noticed how uncomfortable she was.

Bernice was the first to get to the dining, and she didn’t make eye contact with Jackson who she noticed was staring at her regardless of his wife’s presence with them.

Neither of them said much to each other. Bernice focused on her food while Tiffany did all the talking. Once they were done eating, Bernice said she was tired and going to bed. Tiffany said they would continue their discussion in the morning, and Jackson said he was going to bed too.

Glad that everyone had retired to their bedroom, Tiffany retired to hers too, and waited for a while before calling the housekeeper from earlier to keep her company for the night.

Bernice on the other hand, lay on her bed, thinking about Tiffany’s advise. The thought of doing something as wild as that gave her a thrill of excitement. All she needed to do was to be very discreet about it.

Everyone had something that made them happy. Their mother devoted herself to charity, Lisa’s was her jewelry store, Anita’s was her job, and Tiffany… She didn’t understand yet. She wasn’t sure what to make of all Tiffany had said since she knew Tiffany was straight… Or wasn’t she? Did she have a male lover somewhere?

Restless with all that thought, she got off the bed and slowly made her way down the hall to the living room. Everywhere was dark, letting her know the lights had been turned off and everyone had retired to their bedrooms for the night.

She walked over to the bar and poured herself a glass of wine. She walked outside to the balcony and sat there, sipping from the glass as she gave more thought to it all.

Taking Tiffany’s advise would probably be the best thing to do for herself and everyone. Adam was cheating so she could cheat as well. Her mother had said she shouldn’t complain since her husband was taking good care of her and their kids.

She could do whatever she wanted after her kids left for school and Adam left for work. That way she would be happy like Tiffany was and be able to live with Adam. Her mother also wouldn’t be disappointed in her or cut her off. It was a win-win for everyone.

She let out a sigh as she took a sip from the glass, and almost jumped out of her skin when Jackson spoke from behind her.

“What a pleasant coincidence,” Jackson drawled, sounding really pleased.

Immediately she stood up, wanting to go inside, but Jackson was leaning against the doorframe with both hands folded in front of him, his lips curved in a smirk while his eyes roamed over her body like a predator salivating over its prey.

“Why do you always avoid me, Benny?” Jackson asked, and she cleared her throat.

“I wasn’t avoiding you. I’m not avoiding you. I need to retire for the night. I’m tired,” she said, feigning a yawn as she tried to walk past him but he didn’t budge.

“You’re so beautiful, Benny. How often does Adam tell you that?” Jackson asked, and she blinked at him.

“I beg your pardon?”

“If you weren’t already married to Adam, I would have married you, not your sister,” he said as he reached out a hand and brushed his knuckles over her jaw.

Bernice sucked in a breath involuntarily before slapping his hand away, “Don’t touch me! And do not say such words about my sister. I will pretend I did not hear you. Excuse me,” she said hotly as she tried to push him out of her way, but Jackson chuckled.

“We both know you want me just as much as I want you. I want you badly, Benny. Take a look,” he said pointing to his crotch, and Bernice’s eyes moved on their own volition to the bulge in his pajamas.

She swallowed, “I’m not interested in you Jack. I’m not. You are embarassing us both by doing this.”

“Am I?” Jackson asked as he pulled away from the door and took a step closer to her, making her step back involuntarily.

“You are,” Bernice said without meeting his gaze, and Jackson smiled.

“It is no news to me that Adam doesn’t care about you. He said he’s not sexually attracted to you, and I wonder if he’s just blind or insane,” Jackson said as he moved closer to her until her back touched the railing.

“I’m going to scream if you touch me,” Bernice warned.

He chuckled, “Yes, you definitely will. By all means do so. You don’t have to worry about a thing, your sister never comes out after she shuts her door, so feel free to scream,” Jackson said as his left hand went around her back, and he pulled her forward, capturing her lips in a kiss.

Bernice tried to push him away, but Tiffany’s words came back to her. Tiffany really didn’t care about anything Jackson did anymore, and she had said it herself that she was happy. Tiffany had encouraged her to do whatever made her happy. What would make her happy right now was to go to bed sexually satisfied. Feeling desired and wanted. It didn’t matter if it was Jackson. All that mattered was that she was sexually satisfied. Having sex with Jackson who also happened to be Adam’s friend would be like getting back at Adam. All she had to do was forget for a moment that Jackson was her sister’s husband. Tiffany didn’t have to find out about it. It was going to be a secret.

With that thought in mind, Bernice gave in to Jackson, and let him take her at the balcony.

After his phone conversation with his siblings, Benne returned to the Den and found Celsie watching a soap opera while Jamal slept on the couch beside her with his head on her thighs.

He stood by the door and watched as she patted Jamal’s hair distractedly, but she didn’t really seem like she was paying attention to the soap opera. She looked more like she had a lot on her mind.

“Care to share what you are thinking about?” Benne asked, startling Celsie who turned in his direction, and she smiled at him.

“Random thoughts. Let’s get Jamal to bed. You need to get out of those clothes,” Celsie said as Benne approached her.

Without saying a word, he lifted Jamal off the couch and Celsie stood up and turned off the television before following him out. After they tucked Jamal in, they both went to their bedroom.

“Is everything okay?” Celsie asked as she sat on the bed while Benne took off his work clothes which he was still wearing.

“Yeah. Why?” Benne asked as he paused to look at her.

“I mean Jade and Bryan. Are they okay? Have your parents and Bryan met with that Simon guy?” she asked, and he gave her nod before giving her the details of their conversation.

“Also, Jade wants me to help her do a background check on Candace,” Benne added as he continued to undress, and Celsie raised a brow.

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