Dangerous Desires Novel

Chapter 51

Chapter 51

51 Luke POV

Luke.

A FEW HOURS AGO.

I had just finished training and was about to hang out with Caleb when we got a call that our father was in the hospital. Stacy had called her son and was rambling on the phone. We abandoned our plans and rushed to the hospital. By the time we got there, our father was asleep. The doctor said he would be okay and had just suffered from severe shock. “What happened?” Caleb asked his mother.

“Tell Luke to ask his bitch of a wife what she did,” she shot back, and I wondered how Tia could have a hand in this, and that was when Monica spoke up. “She told Uncle Aesop in my presence that aunty Stacy was robbing everyone to pay off a blackmailer that had been blackmailing her for Twenty-three years, and because of that, she does not trust me to work in the corp. She made sure they fired me for it,” she said.

“Luke, you promised…” Stacy said to me, looking hurt and angry. “What happened before she said all that. I know Tia wouldn’t have volunteered the information like that,” I said, and Monica took a while before answering.

“Uncle Aesop wanted me to move up and work with Gail now that you were no longer there, and she refused,” Monica said, and Caleb shook his head.

“That can’t be all. Something must have pushed her to speak. I have known Tia for years and she wouldn’t volunteer the information like that,” Caleb said, coming to her defence. “This bitch almost killed your father, and you two are defending her?” Stacy said, and I got angry.

“No, Stacy, you are the one that almost killed him. If you hadn’t kept this from him initially, it would not have hit him the hard. I can understand what my father experienced. If Tia kept a secret from me that

long and I had to hear it from someone else, I would react the same. Blame yourself and no one else,” I said, and she slapped me hard across the face. She was about to send the next one when I held her hand in a bone-crushing grip.

I looked her dead in the eyes.

“Don’t you ever do that again, Stacy! Next time I would not look at the fact that you are family. I will deal with you accordingly. Never again should you raise your filthy thieving hand at me, “I said with so much authority that she began to shake with fear. “Please, Luke, let her go. She is sorry, and she won’t do it again,” Caleb said, pleading on her behalf, but I held on. “The next time you speak of my wife disrespectfully again, I will deal with you, and the same goes for your niece. Be warned,” I said, and she began to cry; I let her hand go. “Monster!” she yelled at me, “Aesop will never treat me like this!” she said, weeping, and Monica held her.

“You asked for it, mother,” Caleb said, sounding indifferent towards her. I doubted my brother would ever forgive his mother for what she did. If Tia and I weren’t in love, I might have let go so he could be happy with her. His love was genuine. It wasn’t what I thought initially. He truly cared about Tia. He was the one that was in love with her. It was easy for my wife to steal a man’s heart before he even knew it. I hoped he would move on one day. The anger he felt towards his mother was because he lost Tia. We waited a bit in the hospital until my father woke up, and we followed him home. I used that opportunity to shower and change my clothes in my wing. My father told me what had transpired and how he had threatened Tia before she decided to tell him the real reason why she did not want Monica working with Gail. According to him, Tia said she wanted someone she could hold accountable and punish without bias. She wasn’t comfortable with Monica because Stacy had money issues, and someone had been blackmailing her for twenty-Three years. She said she has proof of the recent two years’ transfers to an offshore shell company. My father told me the fact that Stacy could keep such a thing from him was wha upset, and it wasn’t Tia that fired Monica; he was the one. “That girl is a tough cookie. I am glad she is your wife, Luke. She will be a powerful Luna. Our country and pack have never had one that strong; I am so proud of her. She did not let me intimidate her, and she was bold ready to damn the consequence.

Above all, she loves you dearly. I can see your ‘Vacation’ is doing wonders in your marriage; all that remains now are pups”, he said with a smile. Caleb was there when my father spoke, and I knew he was upset, but there was nothing anyone could do about it. Tia was my wife, and it would always be that way until death separates us. I called Gail to email Stacy’s bank statements.

I was so proud of Tia, but I needed to punish her for shocking my father like that without thinking of the health implications it would have. It wasn’t going to kill him because he was a wolf, but it would have made him sick a bit. I thought of spanking her a bit, but I did not know if she would like it, so I opted to torture her with orgasms. Tia loved her orgasms, and that was precisely what I would use. I worked on myself before leaving the mansion. I did not want to cum too soon. She was so hot that I knew I would want her when I started. Working on myself would buy me time before I lose control. It will buy time, the time I need to work on her.

AND NOW.

Tia and I went back to sleep after eating the sandwich and talking about what had transpired. We woke up a bit late, and we had to get ready in a hurry. The Wilsons were looking at us funny, and I couldn’t blame them; I made Tia scream a lot of things in bed the night before and thinking about everything I made her say made me smile. I lagged behind, so I could watch my wife walk towards the car. She had a perfect ass and curves in the right place. I was blessed. She wore a short dress that buttoned all the way up in the front. I imagined what I could do to her while wearing that dress. It was official now; whenever we were together, she wore skirts and dresses and only wore trousers when alone or going out on her own. I didn’t make it a rule, but it just happened like that to suit our lifestyle.

I sped, and we got to the Maison in no time. Tia became nervous when we arrived, and I understood her fears. Stacy was vicious and a handful. I pulled Tia close and squeezed her tight.

“I am here, Tia,” I told her, and she nodded.

“I am just sick and tired of them,” she said, and I held her to my chest at the door and patted her back. My father said hurtful words to her no matter what he told me; he meant what he said; he just didn’t expect she would push back. The stress the family was giving Tia was too much. How could she conceive under such pressure? I knew deep down that Tia held it together because she didn’t doubt my love for her; if not, she might have cracked, or he might have succeeded. All this had to stop. I was tired of the purchased part they kept bringing up all the time, and after the whole Stacy matter was addressed, I will address the issue.