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I looked down at the sparkling glass that was my watch to check the time 5pm, he should be home any second now.
I was currently in the kitchen making diner for my husband of 5 years he was rarley home nowadays always left before I woke and came back when I was asleep and frankly I miss him, so I decided to make diner for the two of us seeing as he was coming home early today .
The loud beep of the alarm sounded off and I clicked the stop button on my phone before turning off the stove I started to work on the sauce for the chicken I grabbed my ingredients and started.
Couple minutes later and the sauce was almost done but when I heard a sound in the next room I turned around to check but ended up burning my hand on the metal handle of the pot. I hissed dropping the spoon I was mixing with, it fell to the floor with a clash making the burning sauce that was on the spoon splash against my foot causing me to hiss again, just my fucking luck.
I cursed under my breath and bent down to pick up the fallen utensil which now sat in a mess on the floor.
While I was still bent over I felt something being placed onto my back. Something cold now sat right on the curve of my ass...what the fuck?
The spoon now long forgotten I made a move to stand up but instantly froze when I heard his gruff voice speak up. "Break my glass and I break your back." My body involuntarily shivered and my breath quickend. He was home...when did he get home?
I wanted to look at him, to get a glimpse of the man that never failed to make my legs trembled at nothing but the sound of his voice, the man that had complete control over my body mind and heart but I was too frightened I knew that he always stuck to his word I knew he wasn't bluffing and frankly I wanted to be able to walk tomorrow so I kept my body as still as I humanely could with the position I was currently in.
"Vinn g-goodnight." I murmured out shakily remembering that he was big on manners.
"Goodnight baby how was your day?" Is he serious right now? Is he seriously going to stand there and ask me about my day when I was bent over like a fucking idiot??
Why am I even surprised at this point in all my 7 years of knowing this man I never knew what he was thinking, never knew his next move it made me uneasy if I was being honest.
"Vinn c'mon stop messing around." I said getting a little annoyed i'm not the most fit person and my knees felt like they were about to give out.
He chuckled. "Playing? What do you mean sweetheart?" I rolled my eyes taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't see because if he could he'd best my ass for giving him attitude.
"Dude my back hurts" I whined.
My eyes widened and I jerked forward as I felt the palm of his gang slam down on my ass, tears pricked in my eyes at the stinging sensation that was left behind. I reached my hand back to rub at my ass but but quickly dropped it when he pinched it.
He was not standing with his front to my back.
"Keep your hands where they are." He spoke simple stretching his arm over me to turn the stove off.
What is this man's problemm
"What was that for!"
"Who are you calling Dude?" He questioned making me smack my lips.
This man is unhinged
I felt him remove the glass from my back making me let out a sigh of relief and move to stand up straight but he gripped the nape of my neck and bent me back over.
Wtf
I turned my head to looked at hik for the first time tonight and watched as he took a sip of the contents in the glass then placed it back onto my back.
