Chapter 24

Her eyes narrowed when she heard the other women's voices.
"Take it off!” Aliyah cheered.
"GO LUKE!" came Dinah’s voice.
Luke had his jaw clenched while staring at her eyes and opening his fly. He didn’t care if the women in the room had their eyes on his body. Isabelle angrily stood up and got his hand to stop what he was doing.
"NO!” she ordered through gritted teeth.
His face was impassive but his eyes glinted. "No? Why no? This is what you want, isn’t it?" he asked in a very cold voice.
Aliyah and company fell silent. Isabelle tightened her hands on Luke’s. She didn’t give a damn if the others heard them.
"I said no!" she repeated.
His lips twitched. "You were enjoying touching that f*ck*ss' body! Can't you see that I am hunkier?" he hissed.
She glared at Joyce when she heard some of them agreed to what her husband said. Her friend shook her head to tell her that she didn’t feel like them. She was probably scared of her expression. She turned to Luke again who still continued to pull down his zipper.
"I don't want to spoil your fun babe. You don’t want you friends to be disappointed. After all this is a bachelorette party,” he said sarcastically.
"Don't you dare do it!" she threatened him and he cocked an eyebrow. Through clenched teeth she said, “Okay go ahead. Take off your pants. I will leave you again and this time I will never come back!” she threatened him.
His neck and face slowly turned red and he stopped unzipping his pants, "Well then go ahead my wife. Escape me again! If you do it, see what happens this time,” he warned her in a scary tone.
She jutted her chin to hide the small fear she felt. She knew he wasn’t not bluffing.
"Put your shirt on and zip up that damn fly!!"
She turned to the others when she her husband did as she told him. She was breathing in gasps out of anger when she saw Aliyah holding a cell phone. Looked like she was taking a video of Luke. She angrily walked to her to grab the phone which shocked the others. Her eyes turned into slits. The b*tch did not only record the scene but she took a lot of photos of Luke. She felt all the blood went up her head.
Luke's brows creased when he picked up his shirt and saw her violently threw the woman's phone against the wall.
With a flushed face from rage, "How dare you take a video and pictures of my husband!" she rasped.
Aliyah didn’t reply. She was shocked as she stared at her broken phone. Even the others didn't dare to speak.
"You got our phones because you said we can’t take photos and videos then you do this?!" she accused. She was almost hysterical. She felt someone pulled her away from Aliyah.
"Babe let's go! " Luke said as he held her arm. "Give me your address, I will just send a replacement of your phone tomorrow," he told Aliyah.
She furiously pulled her arm from him. "Why do you need her f*cking address?!" She didn’t give a damn if they could witness her reaction.
Luke sighed heavily, "Babe I will send her..."
"No need to get her address!! Let me take care of it so you better stay away from this! " she said furiously.
He just shrugged his shoulders because he didn't want to anger her more.
"Give me my f*cking phone now! I will give send the replacement to Joyce and just get it from her!"
Aliyah just nodded and went to a drawer where she kept their phones. She angrily grabbed hers before marching towards the door. She halted and turned to Luke.
“What? Are you staying?!” she asked with a raised brow as he stood at the center of the room.
He was looking at her and his jaw was clenched. He finally heaved a sigh and raked his fingers through his hair before walking to her.
“You go first!” she ordered. She didn’t trust the women in the room. She was afraid that one of them would attempt to touch him. She parked herself near the opened door while she glared at him then at the others. Luke just went out the door.
Before she followed him, she turned to Joyce, “I’m sorry but I hope your friends get the picture. I am Mrs. Luke Contrero and I don’t want any bitches near my husband. I will only apologize to you. Let’s talk before the wedding, ” she announced and her voice was as cold as the arctic.
She didn’t see the smile that Luke had when he heard her. He liked what she said to the other women.
***
They were silent while they were in the car. Isabelle was quiet because she was shocked with that she did. She didn’t know that she was capable of doing what she did back there. All she knew was she saw red. Even if Aliyah was only able to take Luke’s bare torso, she was furious. She didn’t even want to imagine what that woman would do with her husband’s photos and video.
Luke was still angry but not that much after he witnessed how his wife reacted because of jealousy. It was his first time to see her that angry. She obviously she cared for him and she didn’t like other women looking at him.
"I hope that won't happen again babe. Next time, you'll see how bad I can be," he threatened.
She scowled at him. "I told you that I wasn't touching him! I was pushing him from me! I didn't expect that there was a male stripper! You can even ask Joyce! They made me sit on that stupid chair!"
He was just looking at her angry but still very pretty face.
"And you have the guts to still be mad? What you did was worse! You were ready to strip in front of them! You probably enjoyed every moment knowing that they were looking at your body!" she hissed.
Luke sighed then shook his head. "I was just giving you what you want babe. Besides they can only look," he said calmly. He stopped himself from chuckling. He wanted to annoy her.
Isabelle threw the driver a glance. He was concentrating on the road but they knew he could hear everything although he would never react . He was also married so he knew this wife and husband thing so she decided to voice out what she wanted to say. She didn’t want to talk to Luke at the hotel. She still didn't want him to come up to the suite with her especially now.
"Really? Or maybe it's because you are used to women drooling over you!" she accused.
She was expecting him to react or say something but he just sighed again then leaned his back. He closed his eyes as if wanting to relax which fueled her anger. She wanted to do something violent again out of jealousy but her dear husband was as cool as a cucumber. She gritted her teeth but thought that she needed to calm down a little. She ran her eyes on his upper body. He had his white long-sleeves shirt on without his tie and two of his buttons were open. She could glimpse of his muscled chest. Her gaze lowered from his six-pack down to his bulge. She could vividly imagine how massive his member looked and felt like. And she could also remember how it gave her a lot of pleasure in the past. She bit the inside of her lower lip when she felt her body betrayed her again. Her nipples hardened and she felt a tingling sensation inside her gem. She was frisky.
"Are you done checking me out babe?" he asked while his eyes were still shut.
She quickly looked away. She just looked outside the window to hide her embarrassment. She wanted to kick him when he chuckled but the ringing of her phone distracted her.
Luke sat up straight when he heard hew phone. His forehead creased. Who could be calling his wife at this hour? "Turn the speaker on!" he ordered.
Isabelle frowned at him then took the call. It was her dad so it was okay if he heard their conversation.
"Belle? How are you?" her dad's s voice sounded worried.
"I'm good. Is everything okay with you? " she asked.
"Fine. Everything is fine. I miss you honey. Are you really doing okay?"
Luke's frown deepened. Honey? Who the fuck is calling my wife honey? He asked himself. He stopped himself from grabbing her phone because he wanted to listen more.
"Yes. Don't worry about me."
" I can't help but worry. You are so far away. Have you adjusted? It’s been years since you were last there."
She was looking out the window so she couldn’t see that Luke really looked ready to kill someone.
“You worry too much. You know I can take care of myself.”
" You always say that honey but I want to take care of you.”
She heard Luke said something inaudible but she didn’t turn to look at him. Until now he didn’t want anyone but himself to do things for her. He was possessive as ever. He didn’t even tell her about her dad three years ago. Thanks to Joyce she found things out.
“Just call me if you need me okay? By the way have you seen your ex-husband?" he asked.
She nipped her bottom lip. She didn't expect her dad to ask that. She didn’t want to look at Luke. She knew he didn't like what he heard.
"I'll call you back."
"Okay. Take care honey. I love you."
"Hey!" she exclaimed when Luke grabbed her phone.
"EX-HUSBAND? Me?” he furiously asked her before talking angrily on the phone. "HELLO?!" Hhe cursed when the other line was dead.
She tried to get back her phone. "Hand that to me!" she demanded but as expected, he didn't
"You called me your ex-husband? What the f*ck?! Who was that?! Your boyfriend? He even said I love you to you?! F*CKING SHIT!!"
Then it dawned on her why he was enraged. Her father called her honey so her paranoid husband thought she was talking to her boyfriend. She shook her head in disbelief. Luke looked murderous. His nostrils were flaring and his breathing shallow. They were now in front of the hotel finally so she was thankful.
"I am going to call that f*ck*ss back!" Luke said through gritted teeth. He promised himself that wherever that bastard was, he would find him. If he didn’t ask his wife to turn the loudspeaker on, he wouldn’t have found out. He would talk to his mother. It seemed like she hid the truth from him. She knew that he would go berserk if he found out. Due to rage and jealousy, he was ready to slaughter whoever his wife was talking to. He would think of ways to deal with her. She was not going to get away with this.
"What’s wrong with you? Give me my phone now!” Isabelle tried to grab it. Her tits were pressed against his right arm. If he weren’t angry, he would have a hard on.
"I am going to kill that *sshole with my bare hands!" he said clenching his teeth.
Isabelle stopped trying to reach for her phone and moved a little from him. She was glowering at him.
"You really have a dirty mind! That was my DAD!" she declared in an exasperated voice.
She sulkily got off without even waiting for either him or the driver to open the door for her. She was glad that he didn’t follow her because she would have done something bad at him if he did. Her anger towards him had increased. How dared he suspect her of doing something inappropriate for a married woman when he was the one who seemed to still enjoy bar hopping? He was probably out every single night.
She woke up on the wrong side of the bed next day. She texted Joyce saying that she would be at the lobby waiting for her. They would go to Sta. Teresita together. The wedding would be in two days. She had a white sleeveless top, skinny jeans and flat shoes on. She was now sitting on one of the lobby's chair while leafing through a magazine. She didn’t even notice the fair share of glance she got from the guests who went out for a run or a walk.
"Good morning Mrs. Contrero."
Her back stiffened. She didn’t expect Luke to be here this early. But of course he owned the hotel. She didn’t want to ruin her morning so she just ignored him.
“ Is this your bag babe?” he asked and she raised her eyes to shot him a glare.
"Hey! Put it down!” she demanded when she saw him picked up her overnight bag.
She rose too. She almost caught her breath when she smelled his expensive perfume.
"It’s Caron's Poivre babe. Your favorite," he informed her and his lips twitched to one side.
She pouted. Was it so obvious that she was inhaling his scent? She should really watch herself when she was with him.
"Give my bag back! I'm waiting for Joyce!" she said quietly but firmly. She didn’t want the staff to hear her.
He smiled. "She's not coming babe. You are coming with me. I will drive us to Sta. Teresita."
"What?!" she exclaimed.
Now he was grinning from ear to ear ,"Since I am your husband, of course I am invited too babe. Don't worry! We'll enjoy our six hour drive. At last it'll just you and me,” he said huskily as his eyes went down her body.
She didn’t want to be in his car with him. She looked around her. Maybe someone could help her to get out of this situation.
"Don't even think about it Mrs. Contrero. You will just regret it,” he threatened as if he was able to read her mind.