Chapter 99: Priority
"Open the door, Tony."
Marcella quickly dashed to the dresser in the corner. That corner wouldn’t be visible clearly from the door. She needed to fix herself. Her hair is messy and her dress is rolled over. Anyone would figure out what they were doing inside.
Tony walked to the door with a disappointed groan. "Coming..." He said as he opened the door. It was Stella.
"Coffee, for the missus," Stella took a peek inside.
"Want coffee, Marcella?" Tony turned to look at her covering Stella from having a look at her. He didn’t want anyone to see his wife in a mess when he was the one who messed her up.
That pleasure only belongs to him.
His wife must have the speed of a cheetah, she had already fixed herself. Even her lipstick was on. He wondered if he wasn’t that passionate.
"Coffee? Thanks, Stella," Marcella walked to the door. "I need coffee. My husband must trouble everyone so much. He doesn’t even keep his room clean," she said with a smile.
If it was anyone else, she wouldn’t have talked about her husband that way. But Stella had a maternal love toward Tony and she didn’t mind talking about her husband that way.
"You cleaned it, honey?" Stella walked in. "Goodness gracious! Look how space he has now. He never allows us inside the room. All we could see was the mess inside... He let you clean. Maybe you should visit often, honey. And I don’t say that just for the muffins," Stella chuckled.
"I must, it seems," Marcella got the coffee. Leaning on the table she took a sip.
"You cleaned it all so soon," Stella was surprised. "I didn’t even know there was a dresser there. Why is he having a dresser in the office? You cannot let him continue like this, honey, if you know what I mean," Stella winked.