CHAPTER 9

MARIA

Warm

That was how I felt. I touched the sides of the bed. He left? Disappointment coursed through me like a raging storm. I knew this would happen though, but it all felt soo perfect.

The dining with his mom and him being vulnerable to me, this was the first time that he hadn't been frowning, and last night was heaven. He knows how to make use of that tongue of his very well, and the way he cared for me afterwards made me feel special, like I mean something to him, but all good things must come to an end right. I could still feel his tongue on my clit, sucking and stroking, I moaned his name out loud, my hand on its own accord went downwards to my clit, while the other massaged my breast. I circled and rubbed. I was already wet and dropping just from thinking of him. I moaned out his name , reaching my peak my orgasm crashed and his name flew out of my lips.

'Never you touch yourself again' I heard. It was him. He is here? And he also stayed all night? My eye lids flew open, he was standing at the window, dressed in only a lowly slung sweats. His chest on full display and fuck that v-line. I just want to run my tongue all over him and lick him like ice cream, but then I remembered. I. AM. NAKED. I scrambled and cover myself with the duvet while he chucked out loud.

'Nothing to worry about, I didn't rape you, I prefer my ladies begging for it' he said with a smirk.

'I will never beg you for bathtub' I said wipe scowling.

'That was not what you said last night'

If looks could kill, I'm pretty sure he would be dead by now. My face was flaming hot with embarrassment.

'Get dressed, Honeymoon is over, we are going back to the city' he said

'Wait what? This was our honey moon?'

'Yes it was, get dressed and remember what I told you about your cloths, I'm pretty sure you wont want to get punished again' he closed the door behind him with a thud.

I have always wanted to marry for love but now I don't know where I am any more, t

I still can't get the look he gave me out of my mind, am I going crazy?

The drive back to the city passed uneventfully because I practically slept throughout. We got to his apartment or should I say a fucking penthouse. Like I said before, he owns all the biggest hotels here and yes, he owns the penthouses too.

'Get inside safely, I would be gone for a while, you can explore the hotel but don't step out of it' he said as he dropped me off.

Commanding bastard. I am my own boss but not yet though, I don't want to get spanked like d night before.

I got into the penthouses and I was marveled, it was soo beautiful and the view is to die for. I changed my outfit and went exploring. I got the the pool and it wasn't just a pool, it was a beach itself. White sands everywhere, there is even a life guard here.

I was about to take an elevator to the penthouse before I saw her.

She was beautiful and had the body of a Goddess. She approached me with a toothy smiley face.

'Where's Antonio' she asked in a sultry voice. My smile froze on my face.

'Depends on who's asking I told her'

'Are you dumb or something, you don't get to talk to me like that' she said, her smiled wiped off her face. 'I'm his girlfriend' she said.

'I'm his wife' I said, with maybe a little bit of pride.

She scrutinized me from my head to my toe, Crinkling her nose at what she is seeing, then she burst out laughing.

'You can't be his wife, you are too petite for him, and short and you aren't as beautiful as me, move along child' she said while shushing me.

'Even if you are his wife, he doesn't even like you, I'm pretty sure this is all a big misunderstanding darling. Now take me to where he is' she said with another laughter.

'We have a hot date tonight' she concluded and walked to the elevator. It opened for her with a ding and she went in.

I'm supposed to be used to this by now, being body shamed for my stature, but I'm not. I'm not going to cry, I won't cry, I'll just lock myself in my room till she is gone. I took the elevator to the apartment. When I tried opening the door, I realized that she locked me out.

What the actual fuck, she locked me out of my own house. I banged the door to my apartment but no answer.

I didn't know how long I sat on the cold hard floor with my head on my hands, maybe minutes or hours. Who the he'll even puts an air conditioner In their hallways, oh I know, my husband.

I couldn't feel my hands no more, I felt frozen where I was.

A grunt roused me from where I was lying in the floor in a fetus position.

'What the hell!!! Maria??' I heard my husband's voice, I didn't know if I slept off or lost consciousness but the darkness called and I followed.