Married To My Bully

Leaving Behind

Alex

My heart clenched painfully when I saw tears welling up in her beautiful eyes. She was trying hard to control herself and not to break in front of me but she was failing. I stormed out of the room immediately with a pang of regret in my heart. I knew I went a little too far this time. Her accusatory glance unsettled me more than I cared to admit. She was smart enough to figure that I had called for this presentation only to demean her in front of everyone. Especially, In front of that accountant who appeared to be tailing her every fucking where. 

Jealousy thrummed through my veins when I thought of them together laughing, talking, and, finding peace in each other's company. I found myself at the end of my tether when I saw her sitting in his car and driving off in front of my eyes. Raw anger shot through me. Jealousy swallowed me whole, urging me to beat his brain out for even touching her. She didn't know but I had been watching her through my cameras and this guy had become a thorn to my side. 

I went home early that night wanting to see when would she return. I decided to wait in her room. Meanwhile, my mind concocted different plans to punish her. I knew I had no right to question her as despite being her husband I was the last person she was accountable to. But still, I wanted answers. I wanted her to assure me that there was nothing going on between them. And I couldn't wait for those words to fall from her mouth.

She came after midnight and I was a little drunk by then, thanks to the entire bottle of whisky I downed to tamp down my anxiety. I dragged in a long breath when her lavender scent filled the air before she entered the room. My heart fluttered in response. She didn't feel my presence though as she casually headed to the bathroom. My heart jumped a beat when I saw her exiting the bathroom in her cream-colored bra. Just a bra. 

Finally, after a few moments, she turned the lights on and yelped in surprise when she found me sitting in the chair. Surprise. Her cheeks turned red when she caught my dark gaze raking over her body. For a second, I forgot about my purpose of being here all I could see was her curves and dips. She possessed a beautiful body.      

But she brought me out of the trance when she asked me what was I doing here. I decided to play it cool, not wanting her to know the power she held over me. The siren looked offended when I questioned her. She doesn't like to be called a whore, I guess. I pressed, in an attempt to rile her up. To get a rise out of her and I succeeded when she spewed out the strings of lies from her rather pretty mouth. Anger poured through me even though I knew she was lying. I couldn't take it anymore when she said that last line. When she took his name from her mouth. I didn't even remember when I dashed that bottle against the wall and bounded over to her, daring her to finish her sentence as fury took hostage of my senses. 

Her eyes widened in horror when she saw me in front of her. I had never felt this possessive for anyone as I was feeling for her. I pinched her chin, prompting her soft lips to pucker out. My self-control was slipping away being this close to her. Her scent messing with my mind but I fought it. 

She forged on despite being terrified to the bone by my proximity. The defiance in her eyes turning me on. The heat of her body igniting the forbidden desire in me. I tuned out her words as my dark eyes zoned in on her lips. They looked so soft, so inviting that I couldn't resist. Desire and jealousy ganged up against my shrewd mind and I uttered those words that I wasn't supposed to. I commanded her to kiss me. She shook her head, making me growl in disapproval. I urged again and this time she accepted. 

A giant wave of bliss rammed into me when she attached her lips with mine. I kissed her like there was no tomorrow. I sucked her lips till they got swollen. She tasted like a drug I could never get enough of. I jerked away when I realized what I was doing. Shock and regret hit me full force. She looked confused. I stormed out of her room while reprimanding myself for not being able to control.