Neymar arched one eyebrow at his wife. "I bit you?!"
"Meu Deus Ney, I'm still sore from last night," she murmured as a pink blush covered her cheeks.
He stared at her. It made her blush harder.
"I will make us breakfast," she said to change the subject.
"No, I want to know what the hell is going on here!"
"What's wrong, Ney?"
"You tell me, Larissa! Where were you last night and what did you do?" Neymar snapped.
The cold expression on her husband's face scared Larissa. She tried to remember what might have pissed Neymar off, but her mind came up empty.
"I was with you," she replied as she couldn't think of anything else to say to him.
"I flew back from Madrid half an hour ago! Stop joking around!" Neymar growled, clenching his fists.
She opened her mouth to snap at her husband for playing some silly game with her, but her mouth fell open further when she spotted Neymar's luggage near the front door.
"N-no, no...p-please tell me that this is a joke," she pleaded.
Her husband stared at her with a dead serious face. Larissa's whole body quivered as realization slowly seeped into every pore of her skin.
"What happened, Larissa? Tell me!"
She was scared that her legs would give out on her any second now and stumbled to the couch. Her body sank into the cushion as her fingers brushed over her neck. She flinched when she felt the small puncture wounds. It was real. The nightmare was real.
Neymar came to stand in front of her with his arms crossed on his chest. She felt intimidated by his penetrating eyes. She tore her gaze away from him because she didn't dare to look at him anymore.
What had she done?
Dark thoughts overshadowed Larissa's mind as tears blurred her sight. "I-I thought h-he was you," she choked out through her hot tears.
She couldn't see her husband through her tears, but she could only imagine how devastated his beautiful face must look. It made her heart break.
"N-Neymar, I'm so sorry! I love you with all my heart; I didn't know! I love you. I love you, Ney!" she sobbed in devastation. This was going to ruin their marriage. He would never forgive her for this as loyalty was one of his most important values.
She should have known, at least felt that it wasn't her husband last night. Larissa felt sick to her stomach.
Neymar kneeled in front of her on the carpet and lifted her chin. Larissa cried harder and refused to look at him. She was ashamed of herself. She loathed herself for doing this to him.
He cupped her tear-stained cheeks in the palms of his hands. "Baby, look at me." His thumbs brushed her tears away, and it forced her to meet his gaze.
His hazel green eyes looked at her with love and adoration. She didn't deserve it; she didn't deserve his love anymore. She was filthy; she was a cheater.
"I love you with all my heart too," Neymar whispered and brushed a soft kiss on her lips.
Larissa cried harder, realizing this was going to be the last time she would ever hear him say those words to her. From now on, hate would fill his heart. She wrapped her arms firmly around her husbands' neck and clung to him, savoring his scent, the warmth of his skin. Her eyes were closed, and for a second she let herself forget the nightmare that was unfolding after Halloween.
Neymar wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her firmly against his body. "Happy Halloween my sexy witch," he whispered into her ear.
Larissa's eyes shot open. She must have started to hallucinate out of despair. But when her gaze met Neymar's, she was completely taken aback. She blinked twice to make sure her sight wasn't deceiving her. Her husband's eyes were glinting with mischief.
Her jaw dropped in shock. Neymar watched her with a playful expression and this time the real truth hit her in the face like a bitchslap. Rage boiled up in the pit of her stomach.
"YOU BASTARD!" Larissa screamed and was about to slap him but Neymar caught her arm in mid-air.
He restrained her arms and forced her body on the couch as she kept screaming profanities at him. "Let's constructively use that anger, baby," he whispered in a hoarse voice and kissed her roughly.
THE END.
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Ney-Ohhh-Ween (Neymar)
Kurzgeschichten"What do you think you are doing?" Larissa gasped, her eyes open wide in shock. "Relax," the mysterious man whispered into her ear, sending a cold shudder through her. "I think you have got the wrong person. I don't know you," she told him as sh...
