“Sex isn’t serious, Phineas. It should be fun. The body makes incredible noises.”
“Don’t you even,” Phineas pointed at him.
“Well, I for one, am going with Beni to the bar tonight to steal a kiss while I make her laugh. Your girl my girl. His girl. Our girl. I don’t care what you call her, but baby girl is going to try a little Adil tonight.” He got out of the seat. “Oh, before I forget, I got the other stuff you wanted on Denise.” They’d gotten distracted over Beni’s lexl.
“Really?”
“Yup.”
“You got it?”
Phineas grabbed the USB and slid it into the port on his laptop and waited for it to pull up. “Holy shit, you did get it.”
“Yes.”
“Is this legit?”
“Yes.”
Phineas looked at him sadly, “this makes me feel even worse. we needed to do was wait an extra week.”
“I don’t feel guilty about getting Juniper away from Kyst. He is a slimy toad, and she deserves better and one of us will give it to her. She deserved to know the truth and while the circumstances and what happened really was truly terrible and I hate how much she’s hurting, this was for the best.”
“I guess.” He stared at the incriminating evidence on Denise. “You have her text and call logs here from this week. Kyst didn’t respond to her once?”
“Nope. He blocked her the minute he found out Juniper was losing their baby. The guilt hit him.”
“She’s frantic here.” He was scrolling through the messages. “There’s one here which says Kyst’s bitch of a wife fucked them over.” He looked at Adil, “I don’t like the tone of this.”
“Me either which is why I let out the air out of three of her tires.” Adil smirked. “I mean she was entitled to the car, but the maintenance is now her responsibility. I hope she remembered to get insurance switched over.”
“Tell me when you let the air out it wasn’t simply taking off the cap.”
“Nope. Do you know how much it costs to replace thre a sports car when you don’t have a job, and your credit card maxed out? She’ll be selling that thing in a week.”
“This is why you’re my best friend. Beni too, but he kissed her first, so he’s moved down a peg behind you this week.”
“Doesn’t matter who is first. What matters is who is last.” Adil smiled at him. “It’ll be me.”
“Last place maybe,” Phineas snorted, but a small smile tugged his lips. “He said she tasted like sunshine and coffee.”
“Makes me think of Paris.” He looked at Phineas, “France not Ontario.”
Phineas laughed at his words, “funny Adil.” He looked at the still icon of the video footage Adil was able to get of Denise and one of the men she used to work with at the interior design shop she worked at. “Does this include fucking?”
“Yes and surprise, surprise, she is no more into it than she was the night you were with her or the shit we saw with Kyst. It’s really weird.”
He made a face as Phineas put it on, and he wished he could plug his ears against the weird noises the woman made while she was being fucked.
“This guy is really fucking rough with her. He’s really crude too. She likes this. She’s telling them ahead of their hookup she likes being demeaned and yelled at and feeling used.”
“I agree.”
“Do you think she told Kyst to belittle her the way he did?”
“Not all of it but some of it. I think she wanted to be talked to like this,” Adil waved at the computer, “this guy is more into calling her a whore and a slut and telling her she’s nothing but a good fuck nobody would ever love. Kyst got really mean and compared her to his wife. I think he was trying to pretend Juniper was in the room to make him feel like it was okay. If she was there, then it was all right.”
“Well, she was there, and it wasn’t all right.” Phineas said sadly. “Can we timestamp this?”
“It’s not necessary since she’s wearing your diamond and wedding ring set and it’s visible in most of it because she lays with her hands on her belly.”
“Do you think someone abused her?” Phineas asked as he looked back to Denise. “Is this why she’s so fucking weird but money hungry?”
“Don’t know and more importantly, I don’t care. I know its of people who have gone through shitty things in their lives, but they aren’t dicks.”
“True. I think because I married her, I want to find a v excuse her because overall, it makes me look like I misjuds her character.”
“You never did. From the moment your grandfather asked you to do this, you felt something off with her. You didn’t touch her once until the wedding day. You said all along something didn’t feel right.”
“Nobody is as perfect as she portrays herself to be.”
“No. She’s a scheming bitch and we caught her.”
“She tried to argue her cheating is a result of emotional abuse on my end.”
Adil arched an eyebrow, “no way.”
“Benicio managed to get over thirty different statements from different company employees, housekeepers and cleaning staff which have been hired over the past year, including the two drivers who both quit. They all say the same thing. I was polite and courteous to her until she disrespected the staff around us and then I gave her shit for being rude to the people I pay to take care of her. He presented them to her lawyer this morning. I imagine her lawyer is shaking his head at the audaci’ of her.”
“He has to know the prenup is ironclad.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.