50 Chapter fifty: He's now mine!

By the moment we got back to the venue, I started getting alert and keeping a winning smile on my lips. Because to hell or whatever, Gabriel is mine all night.

I put my hand on his arm as we walked back to our seats. I spotted Stacey talking to the celebrants, but her eyes were moving around.

-'Hmm... looking for a husband, huh?'- 

"Love, I'll just talk to Mr Singson regarding our latest project," Gabriel said after pulling out my chair and once I was seated.

"Okay, love." 

I said and smirked when he turned around. I know what's in his mind. I also know why suddenly he wanted to talk to Mr Singson. Stacey was just a few meters away from us, and by flaunting himself in the middle, she will surely find him easily and talk to him. And from that, I know he's thinking that I will prove my position as his wife. Tsk.Tsk. Wise move Gabriel.

But even so, I keep an eye on my husband, but when I got a message from Greg, I lost him.

**Hi, beautiful Madi. How are you and what are you doing?**

I smiled and shook my head. Sometimes he really knows how to flatter me.

**Hello, Gregy boy. I'm fine and I'm currently at the party.** 

I replied. But he's a faster texter.

**Party? Who having a party?**

**Gabriel's friends in college, 6th wedding anniversary**

**Where?**

I frowned at his last question, but I still sent him where the party is. And after that, I didn't get any response from him. I just sighed and put my phone back in my clutch. But the moment my eyes were back to where my husband is, the scene in the middle is something I couldn't accept. Stacey is now sucking my husband's neck.

-'Huh! This sluty-bitch! I was just being distracted for a moment, and here you are hooking up my husband?'- 

I muttered to myself as I walked slowly and gracefully towards them. I gave my most bitchy smile before I pulling Gabriel's hand.

"Aherm! Love, is there anything I can help you with?" I also raised an eyebrow.

"Oh no..." the bitch chuckled sarcastically. ".. you can't help him, because---"

"Excuse me? Am I talking to you, Miss?" I saw her gasped and I continued. "Are you my husband, the one I called 'love'? Because as far as I remember I was referring to 'my husband!" 

I emphasized the last two words to let her know that he was already taken... that I've already taken him.

"Really? But Gabi didn't tell me he got married!" 

She said raising her eyebrow and standing proudly in front of me. Yeah, she's a little taller than me, but I'm more beautiful than her.. huh! Just look at her boobs... pads and foam.

-'Ahh.. you want a battle of beauty, huh?'-

"Wow! I wasn't informed that my husband should have asked and informed you of his plans and schedules..." 

I said in a 'chin up--stomach in--chest out manner' to show her who the real queen of beauty is. I haven't missed how Gabriel gulped when he got a clear view of my cleavage. 

"And who are you again? Gabriel's ex-girlfriend? Well, for your information, I am his wife, so if there's anyone who should ask him about all his actions, it should be 'me! And if there is someone he should report his schedules every day, he just has to report it to me and me alone!"

"Huh!"

The look on her face couldn't be able to describe even by the best analyst in town when I pulled Gabriel's collar and kissed him hard on the lips... in front of his bitchy- Ex. I noticed his smile between our kiss but I ignored him and pulled the nack of his neck to deepen the kiss. And the jerk was really enjoying it as I felt his hand moved around my waist and entered his tongue inside my mouth to savour every inch of it. 

And I don't know how long we stood in the middle, kissing each other, because the moment we pulled back, we heard the cheers of the people around us. I gasped but when I looked at him, he has a proud smile on his lips as he looked at me too. He seemed not bothered by the people watching us at that moment.

He used his thumb to wipe the smudged lipstick off my lips and then he smiled as he pressed his forehead to mine, still cupping both of my cheeks.

"I love you." 

And I heard those three words again.

He kissed the tip of my nose before he pulled me into a hug. But I just gulped and didn't answer him. The crowd was still cheering and clapping their hands around us. Stacey is nowhere to be found. When everything seemed back to normal, I excused myself to use the bathroom.

And who would have thought that the bitch was inside too and our paths were about to cross again? I found her washing her hands when I entered. She glared at me and held her chin up before giving me her demonic laugh.

I just raised an eyebrow and chose to ignore her. I feel her hard gaze as I was washing my hands and when I was about to dry it on the hand dryer, she opened her filthy mouth.

"So, just because Gabriel married you, you think he loves you?" she asked still wearing a devilish smirk.

-'Ouch! way to add salt to the injury.'-

And since I have no choice, I smiled and faced her. "Are you talking to me?"

"Yes! Who else? No one is in this bathroom except us!" she raised her voice, but I remained calm.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were talking to yourself."

"Huh!" she sneered. "Let me tell you this, bitch! Gabriel is mine, no matter what happens, he will always be mine!"

-'Did she just call me a bitch?-' 

"Really? Since when did he become yours? Yes, you had him first, but you left him, so he's now mine. He married me because he loves me and will you stop your illusions of claiming my husband? Have at least a little shame inside you! And what did you call me---bitch? To tell you honestly, It doesn't suit my personality, so don't call me that, because I am more evil than that!"

"Oh, yeah, that's why he married you! You have a smart mouth! But I'm sure, you can't give him the pleasure that only I can give him in bed! You can't give him those best positions in bed we've tried and done before." her evil smile widened even more.

I chuckled and tried to hide the hurt that popped inside my chest because I realized what she was saying were all true. 

"Is that how you understand marriage? Well, let me tell you then... our marriage was not based only on sex, pleasures and different positions we can try or do in bed because it's based on love and respect we had for each other! For sure, that's the reason why you left him before and chose to be with another man because you're not satisfied with the sex he's giving you! What are you--- a sexual maniac or sexual narcissist?"

She seemed dumbfounded by my question.

"You're a stupid slut!" she screamed on top of her lungs and formed her two fists.

But I chuckled again just to add to her flaring nostrils.

"You called me a slut? Oh, don't pass me your tag and don't call me that name, because I'm the opposite of a slut that you're talking about! I don't give a fuck to every man I encounter and I don't open my legs to them! I only do it in front of my husband, well, unlike you!"

She tried to slap me, but I immediately grabbed her hand.

"Don't you ever lay your hand on my pretty face!"

She took it back and laughed at me.

"You know what, I underestimated you. You know how to defend yourself well and you also have an attitude!"

"Ohh... don't be confused with my personality and attitude, because my personality is me and my attitude depends on you... it's just the result of your actions, so blame yourself!"

She didn't say anything, but the look she gave me was something chilly that got into my bones. She picked up her bag and stomped her feet towards the door, but I have one last thing to say...

"Maybe you should eat your makeup, so you can try and be pretty even on the inside... bitch!"

When she exited the door, that's when I let out a heavy breath that I didn't know I was holding since I walked into the bathroom. I started wondering what Gabriel saw in her? I mean, I'm not insulting his tastes.. but I can't see anything special with that woman! 

I looked at myself in the mirror and added some powder and a light touch of lipstick before deciding to go out and return to the venue.

But I was on my way back to our table when someone showed up in front of me wearing his cute and boyish grin.

"Greg?" I asked and a smile automatically formed on my lips.

"Hi, beautiful young lady. Can I have a dance with you?" he offered his hand and I didn't hesitate to accept it.

"What are you doing here?" I can't help but ask while he's guiding me to the dancefloor.

"Well, I heard you're here, so I decided to come." he winked at me and I chuckled heartily.

"Are you also invited here?"

"Oh come on, Madi, don't waste this moment to interview your prince!" he glared at me playfully god I had to cover my mouth to control my laughter.

"Oh God, Gregy boy! Stop copying my style!" we stopped in the middle and he put my hand on his shoulder and held the other, while his other hand is on my waist.

"I'm sorry, I had no experience copying on your paper in college, so I'm just copying your style now," he whispered in my ear and chuckling.

I just rolled my eyes and we started moving our bodies with the soft music playing around the venue. There were also a lot of couples dancing around. I heard him sighed and I looked up to him.

"Why? Are you okay?" 

I asked him, but he just nodded and smiled at me, but I noticed a hint of sadness in his eyes. We were both lost and enjoying the music when we heard a low growl and a familiar voice behind me.

"Aherm! Can I now have 'my wife' and dance with her?" 

 I looked around and found Gabriel glaring at Greg. Then his eyes followed Greg's hand over my waist. When I looked back at Greg, he has the same expression as Gabriel. 

"Love," I said trying to catch his attention. "Greg is also here---"

"What are you doing here?" Gabriel ignored me and he growled at Greg.

"Why? Is this your party?" Greg asked without even being affected by Gabriel's hard gaze.

-'Oh my God! What is this?'-

"Love, let's just go back to our table. Greg, thank you." I said smiling at Greg and put my hand in Gabriel's chest while I circled the other one behind his back.

"Gabriel please..." I whispered lowly. 

"I have to go, Madi." I heard Greg's voice but when I was about to look at him, a pair of soft lips captured my lips.

Then I realized, Gabriel was kissing me in front of Greg and in front of everyone.