Bloody Hearts

Chapter 6

I smiled and shortly after her, I walked out. I walked past all of the happy couples seated at the tables, wishing that I could be as happy as them. I made it to the parking lot and walked over to my car. I took a deep breath before opening the car door. I placed myself in the driver's seat and looked over at my very pissed husband. I let out an annoyed sigh and pressed the button on my car once again.

The car ride home was silent. The billboard lights didn't seem as bright as they were before. The mood wasn't so happy anymore.. But I reminded myself that he wasn't going to change my mood. Tonight was still going to happen.

I pulled into the driveway of our mansion and turned the car off. I didn't wait for Izuku to step out, I just unlocked the front door and stepped inside of the house. He followed behind me shortly after and just sat on one of our couches in the living room. I knew there was only one way to change his mood when he got like this. But I needed him to think nothing was up, so I did what I always had to do... and I can say, there is only one word for how he is, making me do these things for him or else he would ignore me for weeks. And that word was... toxic.

I walked over to him, sitting on his lap. He jerked his head away from me. 'So he's really going to be that much of an ass tonight. I guess I'm going to have to try hard tonight.' I thought to myself. I hated that I was even doing this.

"Come on, it's Valentines day baby." I said, trailing my fingers down his chest.

He looked over to me, his facial expression now different. His eyes went from my face, down my body. I kissed him right on the lips and his hand snaked around my waist, the other going through my hair. We continued to make out, our tongues clashing together. My arms were around his neck, but his hand went from my waist to my ass, now groping my ass. I was truly disgusted by his actions, but I had to keep going.

He kissed all down my neck until he reached my breasts. (I'm not going into detail about what he did with her boobs, but you know what happened.)

My dress was now halfway off and his shirt was somewhere around the room, but off of his body. His hands were cold against the inside of my thigh, and they just kept going up higher. I stopped him, pushing his hands back down.

"Let's go to our room first." I whispered.