"Did I make myself clear, Paris?" He said and put a strand of my hair behind my ear.
I gritted my teeth in anger. He- no I'm the stupid one! How could i let him do that to me. Now he thinks that he has power over me.
"About what, Elias?" I crossed m...
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"M- Matthew...he cheated on me."
Fuck...that made my fucking heart sink.
The busy day I had at work wasn't enough, so I even had to find my wife drunk as a skunk. But when she jumped right into my arms and let me hold her, all that anger and tension vanished away. I don't know what is it about this girl but it's very weird to me. First she was getting on my nerves so much that I couldn't even stand her smart mouth. But after I got a taste of her, I can't stop thinking about her. It's just something, in those eyes or lips, I don't know but I somehow don't like it. I feel like it makes me weak. I feel like I need to build this wall between me and her and continue acting like strangers but at the same time I can't. I still want to have the right to kiss her, hold her, fuck her...because she's my fucking wife.
"Paris?" I tapped her shoulder. "Paris?"
Did she fell asleep? She definitely did.
I sighed and took her in my arms, I stood up and walked upstairs to her room. I put her on the bed and put the blanket over her.
"Matthew...fucking Matthew." I muttered and sat down on the small sofa, next to the window.
Who even is that? Why did he cheat on her? Were they in a relationship, right now? While we are in marriage?
But she said to me not to doubt her loyalty and I was trying to actually do that.
Wait- Matthew...as that Matthew?
Fuck!
That's why they were so close at his birthday party?
Oh fucking hell!
I gritted my teeth in anger and grabbed my phone. Since I didn't want to disturb Paris I exited the room and dialed Matteo's number.
"Yeahh?"
"Are you fucking high?"
"Nah, I'm just getting my dick sucked by some bitch, what's up?"
I rolled my eyes at his answer. This guy needed some help. "Try and find out everything about Matthew Hardy's and my wife's past."
"Alrig- wait what?" I heard him dismiss some girl and go back in reality. "What do you mean their past? Were they-"
"I don't know Matteo, that's why I'm asking you to find out."
"Alright, alright, I'll bring some informations tomorrow."
"Thank you."
"No probs, I gotta go now, I didn't even cu-"
And I hung up.
He's just...yeah...crazy.
I walked back into my room and found Paris sleeping comfortably. I yawned and started taking off my clothes, leaving myself in my boxers. Too lazy to put anything else on I laid in my bed. Just when I was about to close my eyes, i opened them wide when Paris slapped her arm on my stomach. She was sleeping on her back with her arms and legs spread on the bed. I fighted the urge to laugh at her cut- stop. Seriously Elias.
