DESIRE TO CONTROL HER ✅

Part: 96 Drunk

Master's P.O.V.

How could Butterfly get drunk when I had warned her?

She is completely wasted and anybody could have taken advantage of her condition at the club. I never want her to get drunk without me because it's about her safety and it's most important for me.

I have to inform my friends about this because for them too, the safety of their girlfriend is important.

I stormed out of the room after scolding all of them and as I slipped my hand into the pocket to take out the phone, Butterfly hugged me from behind.

"Please, don't be angry. I jus-just drank a bit." As she utterly thickly, I removed her arms and turned towards her, keeping my face stern.

"You drank a bit? Are you kidding me?" I chided, frowning at her.

"Stop scolding me. I'm not a kid."

I rolled my eyes. "But sometimes you behave like a kid only," I stated.

"I behave like a kid because I love the way you pamper me." She spoke, encircling her arms around my neck and gazing at me adorably.

God! It is so difficult to stay angry with her.

But she deserves my anger, she shouldn't have gotten drunk. She is just so careless about herself.

"I'm angry." I slightly pushed her away and she started crying dramatically and loudly, breaking my eardrums and irking me.

"Why the hell are you crying?" I yelled at her, frustrated.

She whined, "you pushed me and now shouted at me."

I shook my head in disbelief.

It is utterly useless to argue with her right now because she isn't in her senses. When she gets sober tomorrow, then I'll talk to her and handle her.

Handle her in my way.

"Let's go home." As I said, grasping her hand, her eyes shimmered and a giddy smile flashed on her face.

"It means you're forgiving me?" She grinned widely. I ignored her question and led her out of the house.

"You're so sweet. I love you so much." She squealed with joy, wondering, I have forgiven her.

"Sit," I ordered, opening the door of the car.

First, she gave me a quick tight hug and then settled inside. I mechanically smiled before sitting in the car.

We reached home and she was talking nonstop in the car. She talks even more when she gets drunk and I fall for her more.

I carried her directly to the bedroom, laid her down on the bed and took off her heels before pulling the blanket over her.

She signalled me to come close to her with her hand. As I leaned in, she placed a kiss on my cheek. "I love you." She confessed, gazing at me with profound love in her eyes.

I smiled and tucked her hair strands behind her ear before placing a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I'm just coming after changing." I turned to go but she stopped me by holding my hand. I looked at her over my shoulder.

"I want you in my arms right now, please." She requested, spreading her arms and I couldn't deny her like always.

I climbed on the bed and lay down, cuddling her.

I love her so much that I have no words to describe it. I feel truly happy from deep inside when I'm with her. She's my solace and now my life revolves around her only. Nothing matters to me except her and I can do anything for her happiness because her smiling face is my real peace.