REISS

32. The Lonely

Have you ever felt so loved yet so lonely?

Like you know, that kind where the guy loves you. At least he shows that he loves you in his words and his actions. But you feel lonely because he just won't make a move on you. It's been a week since I have been married and my so called husband hasn't touched me even once. He doesn't even sleep in the same bed with me. He didn't even kiss me once after our wedding kiss. He just wakes up, goes to work, comes home, talks about work and then goes to sleep. He doesn't look at me like he used to. He doesn't look at me like he wants to ruin me in a good way. The look he used to give me when I worked for him.

You are just horny.

Shut up.

What? That is true. You are just horny but you have no idea on how to seduce him.

Actually. You are right.

But what do I do? He is so hot. I am literally having wet dreams ever since I married him. Actually no. I had wet dreams even before marrying him but it just got too worse after marrying him.

Now that I think of it, he used to flirt with me and mess with me before that day I pushed him in the alley when he fingered me.

Oh those fingers felt so good.

We need to focus.

I shook my head, as if I could shake away my thoughts. But the way his finger felt in me still lingered on my mind.

So, he only gave those light pecks and kisses but never did he once make a move on me. And all those kisses were only to convince others that he loves me.

What if he actually doesn't love me and is just helping me out of pity?

He knows I would never accept his help out of pity.

Could it be true?

What if he has found someone else? Someone better. I'm pretty sure he must have all the hot and sexy women flocking around him, half of them for his money. And half for his face. And the remaining for his jaw dropping body.

The thought of him finding someone else other than me made me sad. What do I do if he finds someone for himself?

Maybe then I should just let him go.

Because he deserves to be happy. And if he is happy, I would let him go.

But would you be happy?

No.

Then should I go and ask him about this? Today is Sunday so mostly he would be free so—

"Loviana" His rich deep voice interrupted my thoughts.

I turned around to find him standing at the door. Shirtless. I repeat shirtless. His bare tanned chest is on full display.

Does he know what he is doing to me?

I dragged my eyes over his toned upper half. He became much more ripped than I remember. I wonder if he spent more time in gym after I stopped working for him. He crossed his arms across his chest, his biceps bulging more and catching my attention. Then he coughed dryly. I peeled my gaze off his body and looked at him. His lips spread into a lazy smile.

Heat rushed to my cheeks as I realised he caught me checking him out.

"I—"

"I made breakfast for you." He said "Come." He said grinning.

I paused for a moment thinking what he exactly meant. Then I realised not everyone has a dirty mind like mine.

"Yeah." I mumbled as I walked past him, as if I was trying to run away from him.