Here With Me [The Ludovicas: Second Generation Book One]

Twenty-Two | A Burden

ARNAUD

To say that I missed my wife would be a fucking understatement. She was only gone for the night but I needed her already.

Ada, Lenore and Alamea had invited her over for shopping and a sleepover to which she agreed and while I am glad that she is bonding with them, I want her all to myself.

Laying down on our bed comfortably, I picked up my phone for the tenth time in the last one hour to see if she messaged but she didn't.

I finally gave in and typed out a message.

Me: Are you okay?

Her reply didn't come for the next five minutes.

Angel: I am having so much fun!!! We came out for shopping and dinner, it's so amazing!

My lips pulled up into a smile. Her happiness was contagious.

Me: Use the card I gave you and buy something nice for yourself, okay?

Angel: What if I use your card to the limit?

Me: I wouldn't mind.

Angel: Perks of having a rich husband, lol.

Angel: Hmm...what should I buy then?

Me: Whatever you feel like, angel.

Angel: Oh, I see something really good, wait, I'll send you a pic in a few minutes.

Me: Okay.

I was curious about what she saw and waited patiently, replying to the emails in the meantime.

Ten minutes passed by and Cel sent a picture which I opened instantly.

Jesus, what the--

I slammed my phone down on my chest, hoping she didn't send me that.

My phone dinged with another notification and I took a minute to calm myself down.

Slowly, I lifted my phone, bombarded with another image that she sent.

She was in a dressing room, wearing the most scandalous bright red thong set, showing off her skin shamelessly.

It was a mirror selfie, her phone covering her face, her legs crossed as one hand rested on her hip.

Fuck.

Is she trying to seduce me because it was fucking working considering how painfully my cock strained against my trousers.

The another picture was of her wearing a black colour thong under which she wrote: which one should I buy?

I rubbed the heel of my palm against my cock while typing with one hand.

Me: Buy them both.

Not able to help myself, I opened the first picture again. Fuck being a gentleman.

She wants me. It's fucking clear and I want her too, more than she can imagine but I have been holding back because I want her to have her memories back when I kiss her.