Chapter 17

Before they reached the elevator he grabbed Giorgia's arm, swinging her around to face him. There was a look of savagery in his eye.

"Don't ever come near Paige or me again."

"I gather you haven't told her about us, maybe I should."

Grabbing her by the throat pinned her up against the wall.

"That's it sugar, you know I like it rough, same as you," she crooned.

"You shut your damn mouth, there is no us," he hissed at her, his face an inch from hers.

"I bet she doesn't know about your dirty little secrets, does she? A girl like that would be disgusted. Fuck me Gabriel and I'll keep quiet, she'll never know what you're really like."

"You're not going to tell her anything. If you do you know what I'm capable of doing to you so keep that in mind. Just be glad I don't fire your ass and from now on just fax over any information you might have for me."

Letting her go he shoved her towards the elevator.

Paige was waiting on the sofa for him to return.

"That took you awhile, is everything OK?" she asked, looking at him quizzically.

"Sorry, I just had a few questions I needed answers to."

"She's very pretty and nice."

He looked at her, she had such a good heart, always seeing the good in people. He went over and sat next to her.

"You're too trusting. Not everyone is good, there are so many bad and evil people out there. I'm one of them."

She placed her hands on either side of his face, she looked at him with love.

"You keep saying that you are evil, a demon. But I see a man who was never shown love or kindness. I see a man who has a heart, one desperate to love and be loved. Without love Gabriel, you have nothing, give me your heart, let me in."

"I can't," he said with great sadness. "I think we'll go home tomorrow."

"But why? I thought we were staying a couple more days." She climbed onto his lap, straddling him. She began undoing the buttons on his shirt.

"Can't we stay a couple more days?"

His shirt opened she ran her hands over his chest and up, sliding his shirt off. Her hands on his broad shoulders she leans over, putting her lips on his neck. She kissed his neck and heard a soft moan coming from his mouth. Her lips left a path of feathery like kisses down his neck to his shoulders. Her panties grew wet when she felt his hardness pressed against her.

"Are you trying to seduce me into staying?" he asked with breathy pants.

"Yes," she replied and squealed when he lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom and flung her onto the bed, taking off his pants got on top of her.

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When he woke up he could hear Paige singing in the shower. He laid back and listened, she was singing the song Whitney Huston made famous 'I will always love you'. Though she couldn't hit the high notes she still sounded great. Every time he heard her sing she sounded like an angel, his angel.

"What?" she asked when she came into the room wearing only a towel and saw him laying there with a smile on his face.

It warmed her heart to see him smiling, though he didn't do it often and never around others.

"I could listen to you sing all day long."

She blushed and changed the subject. "You promised to take me out, now get dressed."

He jumped out of bed and going over placed his hands on her shoulders.

"You are starting to become bossy."

With one quick movement on his part, he whipped the towel off her and with it in hand headed to the bathroom. Leaving her standing there in all her glory.

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Their time in Paris was coming to an end. Gabriel had to take care of some business before leaving to go back home. Paige had everything packed and was resting, he wasn't going to back for a few hours and then they would be leaving. Hearing the knock at the door she went to answer it.

Seeing Giorgia there she gave the woman a smile and invited her in.

"It's so nice to see you again, but Gabriel isn't here."

"I know Paige, I waited till he left."

"Why?" she asked, curious as to what she wanted.

"It's you I want to talk to. How much do you know about Gabriel? Has he told you about us and his involvement with a certain club?"

Paige felt the breath being sucked out of her, it never occurred to her that he and Giorgia were once lovers, and were they still involved?

"He has mentioned the club, but never told me about the two of you."

"We were a thing a few years ago."

"But not now?" Paige just had to ask.

"No, we haven't seen each other for a very long time." Giorgia leaned forward. "You have a right to know what kind of man you married. He is cruel, known for having people beaten up and he has a sick obsession with, well let's say some pretty rough sex."

"No, that's not Gabriel," she cried out.

"Maybe not with you, but believe me he is. We would go to the club quite often and indulge in some weird and kinky shit. He especially liked the wall and chains. You must have noticed how he gets turned on when he angry and has to have sex, he likes it rough. Perhaps he hasn't shown you that side of him but trust me, he will eventually, he's just like his father."

She found it hard to breathe as she listened to more of what she was being told about the man she had fallen in love with.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"You have a right to know. People do not call him a demon for nothing, whoever crosses him ends up being destroyed."

"Are you not afraid he will destroy you? I think you still want him and made a play for him and he turned you down. Is this your way of getting back at him, to spew these lies about him?"

Giorgia stood to leave.

"I trust you not to tell him I was here. Yes, I did make a move on him but he turned me down, for now anyway. But he will come to me because only I can give him what he desires. Right now he is playing the faithful husband but it's only a matter of time before he becomes bored with your little wifely ways."

"Get out," Paige screamed and going to the door opened it, slamming it behind Giorgia when she walked out.

Covering her mouth she ran to the bathroom and threw up. Holding her stomach she leaned against the door. Her shoulders shook when she cried, it couldn't be true, he was not like that.

When Gabriel returned he found her on top of the bed, laying on her stomach and she was bawling her eyes out. Going over he rubbed her back, fearing that something was wrong with the baby.

What else could make her this upset?

"Paige, my God whats wrong?"

"Don't touch me you bastard," she yelled at him.

This took him my complete shock, earlier she was so happy.

"Bastard, what have I done?"

She rolled over onto her back and sat up, giving him a shove. "I said don't touch me."

This angered him.

"Damn you, tell me what is wrong, is it the baby?"

"No, the baby is fine, it's you that's sick and perverted."

"I will not play games with you Paige, tell me what is going on," he snapped, raising his voice, making her jump.

"Why didn't you tell me about you and Giorgia?" she asked accusingly.

"I know you had an affair with her and I also know about the club and what you like to do."

He stood, running his hand through his hair as he paced back and forth.

"How did you find out?" When she didn't answer he screamed at her. "I asked you a question."

"Giorgia, she was here and told me every sick, disgusting detail. You lied to me about the club, you said all you did was tie up and blindfold the women you were with. Now I find out you're into bondage and whips and, oh Goodness I can't even repeat the rest."

"It's not as bad as you think, Giorgia has embellished it. I didn't tell you about her and I because I didn't want to risk upsetting you."

"How soon before you become bored with me and go back to that club?"

He went and kneeled by her feet.

"Is that what you're afraid of? that I would become bored with you. Angel, I will never get bored with you. All that stuff I did with her was only because it was what she wanted."

"But you enjoyed it too didn't you?"

"Some of it yes, but not all."

"Take me to this club, I want to see it. I want to see the things you did when you went there, what you used on women."

Gabriel got to his feet, his face red and teeth clenched.

"No. You will never set foot in there, It is not a place for you." He walked over to the window and looked out.

"I have not been there in years and never plan on going back. It is more my father's scene, he is the one who introduced me to it. He would make me watch until I gave in. I did enjoy some of it, I won't lie to you."

"So Giorgia was good enough to take there and make love to. I'm not as experienced or sexy for you to want to try it on me."

Gabriel's anger flared up and going over pulled her off the bed, his fingers digging into her flesh.

"I fucked her, I did not make love to her. You are the only one I have made love to. You are the most beautiful and sexiest woman I have ever met. You excite me like no other. When are you going to get that through your head?"

She pulled away. "I still need to see this place. If you don't take me I'll go on my own.

He sat down and rubbed his temple, every bone in his body told him not to consider it. He also knew if he didn't take her she might try to find a way there on her own. It was better he went with her, that way he could protect her from the sick perverts.

"I really don't think it's a good idea and don't know what it's going to prove to you but I'll take you."

"Thank you, Gabriel."

Standing up went over and tried to take her in his arms but she moved away.

"I can't," she said. "I need time to think about everything and about us. We should head to the airport now, our flight will be leaving soon."

As a rule, he never let anyone get the upper hand but this time he let her win. He called for their bags to be picked up. It was hard not touching her but he respected her wishes, keeping his distance.

She did not speak on the drive to the airport and on the plane she stared out the window. He noticed how she used make-up to cover the dark circles under her eyes and to cover up her face that was blotchy from crying.

He wanted so badly to hold her in his arms, to make her understand that he was no longer that man. When she went to sleep he asked for a blanket and covered her up, he stroked the side of her face lightly with the back of his hand.

He knew he was incapable of loving someone, but he knew he cared about her, something he never did with anyone else. He really missed her happy chatter, the way she asked so many questions. He only hoped that what she found out about him wouldn't break her sweet and kind soul.