Chapter 31 - Bradley

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"It's not what you think!" God, I'm so tired with this shit. It's been a tiring week in the office, and at home I feel like Avery is like a hawk watching ne and Laila's interaction. I don't mind with it, but still it's hurt to see your wife doesn't trust you when you don't do anything wrong.

And now I'm kind of dizzy from the alcohol I drank with my Chinese business partner. They are crazy with alcohol. The dinner is more like alcohol buffet with them.

"I don't have to think because it showed it front of my eyes!" She glares.

I rake my hair. "Come on, Ave! I barely remember what problem she has. Can we not fight?" It's true, my brain is kinda shut off. All I can remember is Laila complained about how Madeline treated her. Not that I care, actually. I'm beyond care at this point. I just want my family back to normal with our happy atmosphere.

"How can I trust you? You said one thing and you did other things!"

"For fuck sake! I didn't!" I grab the back of her head and pull her to me. Kissing her hard as if I'm punishing her for not trusting me.

"I hate you for making our marriage miserable!" She says between our kiss. Her hands try to push me, but she accepts my kiss. As if she is in agony.

I can taste saltiness in our kisses, she is crying. Fuck it, Fox! You promised to never hurt Avery, never make her cry and upset.

"Ave, I'm sorry—" but Avery cuts me with her kiss. She is getting wild with the kiss. Her hands frantically opening my clothes.

"Ave—"

"I don't want to talk, Brad," she says breathlessly, taking off her night gown. Pressing her body to me. God knows I'm weak with her body and command.

I push her to the wall and kiss her, worshiping her body. She moans under my touch. She is so responsive today. I put two fingers inside her pussy and she moans, rocking herself to my finger. I love it when she is aggressive about her needs.

"Brad.. oh my God, Bradley!" She moans and comes on my fingers. After her body stops shaking, I pull her to me. "You good?" I caress her cheek.

She pulls me and kisses me more. Wait... why she doesn't want to talk?

"Ave!" I pull back.

"I just want to have sex with you. Stop talking!" She says, kissing me wildly.

With all my power, I push back from her. "You don't trust me?"

Avery bites her swollen lip.

"Avery, you don't trust me?" I ask her. My breathing is still fast. The shakiness in my voice shows my lust for her, but I ignore it.

Avery swallows hard.

It hurts me to know that she doesn't trust me. But it hurts me even more that I'm causing the sadness in her eyes, the windows to her heart.

"Damn it, Ave!" I curse and leave her.

***

I go downstairs in the morning. It's still early but Avery is not in the room. Guess she woke up early too. I slept in the guest room last night, and after I woke up in the morning I went back to my room but Avery wasn't there.

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