Kapitel 17: Not her type

When Luca left, Georgina kept her smile until Luca made a turn. Her smile slowly faded as she sighed, clicking her tongue in irritation.

"Did she notice?" she asked herself while knocking on the table nervously. "I don't think --"

"Don't think what?"

Georgina flinched when her husband's voice erupted in her ear. She turned to her right and clicked her tongue, watching Xander sit down leisurely.

"So?" Xander raised his brows. "Having fun with her? I don't think she's the type."

"I didn't say anything about that."

He smirked, leaning his arms against the edge of the table. "I know you," he pointed out, studying the defensive front his wife was sporting. "And I know that look in your eyes whenever you... want something or someone. Too bad I got my eyes on her first."

"Seriously? What is this? Some sort of early bird promo?" she hissed. "I know my husband so well. Let's share."

"Threesome?" he arched a brow.

"Mhm."

"Are you crazy?" he burst out in laughter, making his wife frown. "She's not the type."

"Come on, Xander. She's just like those who don't know about open marriages. It's too early to say she wouldn't like it. I mean, she agreed to go here to go man hunting."

"And I came to be preyed upon." He grinned, making her eyes roll.

"I'm jealous."

He chuckled, leaning his face closer to her. "Really?"

"Yes. My husband rushed in here when he heard that the new face of Zkinfluence is here. Whose normal wife would not get jealous?"

"You... are not normal, my wife." He cocked his head to the side. "I mean, weren't you here with your lover?"

"What?"

Xander shrugged nonchalantly. "You're going to deny it? Now of all time after I caught you fucking someone else multiple times?"

"And you think you are normal?" she hissed, not a bit ashamed of her adulterous lifestyle, which she hid perfectly with her white lotus persona. "Who in the world will join his wife's adultery?"

"You enjoyed it, though." He leaned back, holding his drink to his lips, eyes on Georgina. "It's not like we follow certain rules. We're married in papers and that's all. I won't divorce you because you're convenient, and you don't for the same reason."

"Seriously... why are we even talking about this?"

"Blame yourself. You want a threesome and, of all the women out there, you want to eat our model. So unethical." He clicked his tongue continuously, speaking like a saint as if he didn't like the idea. But well, he couldn't blame Georgina. Luca's face and body were perfect as if God took extra time to mold her to perfection.

Georgina snapped her tongue in irritation before worry filled her eyes. "Do you think she noticed?"

"What? Your hidden intention for her?" he arched a brow when she nodded, making him narrow his eyes. "What did you do?"

"I — I held her hand...? And she suddenly excused herself to the restroom."

"This is our difference. You are too impatient." He looked at her in dismay, as if he was judging her entire existence.

"Stop acting as if you're a saint, asshole." She slapped the table, rolling her eyes at him. "What should I do?"

Xander let out a shallow breath. "You always mess things up. I'm considering divorce for the sole reason I kept cleaning your fucking mess."

"Just this once, sweetie~!" she smiled sweetly, crawling her fingers to his arm, fluttering her eyelashes, but to no avail. His dead expression didn't change the slightest, numbed at her shenanigans.

"I swear if you're not my friend, I would've let you all on your own."

"Oh, come on... you're hurting my feelings. I'm your wife!" She poked his arm sweetly, which only killed his enthusiasm for flirting tonight. When she realized her usual antic wasn't working, Georgina cleared her throat. "How about I'll let you have her first? Let's share when you want some thrill? Hmm? I'll set you two up. How about that?"

Georgine wiggled her eyebrows with a grin cemented on her face. His expression was the same, even worse, honestly. Xander knew Georgina from inside and out, and he was aware of how rotten this woman was. She would say anything to get what she wanted, and all these proposals a normal wife wouldn't say had no value at all.

However, at the end of the day, before they were husband and wife, they were partners in crime. If Luca was weirded out by Georgina, there were high chances she would avoid him as well.

The husband and wife were on the same boat, and whether they compete or joined hands in marking Luca as the third partner in this relationship would be the same.

"Fine." He huffed in surrender, making her clap excitedly.

"So? What's the plan?"

"Goodness... look at her." His eyes soaked with dismal at her gleaming eyes. He shook his head, taking her hand reluctantly as he stood up. "Come. Let's dance."

"Oh..." Georgina happily followed him to the dance floor. She rested her arms over his shoulders as they stood face to face in the middle of the dance floor, grinning from ear to ear. "Like usual, huh?"

"Don't be so excited. You know how I hate this."

"But... I feel like we're filming a romantic film." She leaned her face forward, guiding his curved lips up. "Smile for me. Come on, Xan."

"Stop it." He turned his head away, only to catch Luca's stunning figure from the distance. His eyes glinted as his lips curled up, facing Georgina lovingly. As if on cue, she also grinned giddily. The sight of them looked like two people totally in love with each other, as if they were trapped in a world full of flowers and sparkles.

"Is it working?" Her brows rose, looking at him with anticipation.

"Mhm..." Xander tipped his head in Luca's direction, making Georgina arch a brow at the dull response from him. When she turned and looked, the excitement in her eyes faded. Now she understood why her husband suddenly lost interest.

"Should we join her and kick that guy out?" she suggested, only to get a disinterested look from her husband. "Well, never mind. Maybe I'm not her type."

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