Chapter 35

She sat up then edged near the headboard still holding her torn blouse together.
"B-Babe please l-listen to me. There is nothing between Christian and me,” she said in a shaky voice.
She couldn't believe that he would force her to have sex with him out of jealousy and anger. He had his fly open and he already removed his pants. He was now only in his white briefs. Next he took off his shirt then just tossed it on the floor while he let out a sarcastic light laugh. His eyes were on her body.
"I could have had any woman when you left me but I chose not to! And seeing another man touch you makes me want to hurt somebody! From the start you know that I own all of you but you f*cking let that bastard touch you! Since when have you been f*cking on me?!" he angrily asked.
With eyes full of tears, she shook her head. " I am not doing anything wrong babe. I never cheated on you. P-Please believe me. He asked me for dates but I always refused.”
Now her husband was on the bed. He was crawling to her. He was almost gnashing his teeth. She let out a cry when he pulled her legs. She was now lying on her back. He quickly moved to go on top of her. Their faces were just inches apart. Her eyes were glistening with tears while his were totally dark.
"No one but me can touch you! F*cking son of a bitch!”
She just nodded because her lips were trembling from fear. She slowly raised her hands which were on her sides to touch his chest.
"B-Babe I didn’t and will never cheat on you. I won’t do that to you ever. Please don't be like this," she begged with a sob.
He knelt on the bed, her body was between his bended knees. He pinned her arms above her with his left hand. Her husband seemed to have transformed into a different person. His eyes were like fireballs as he glared at her. She liked their lovemaking a little rough but she felt that it was going to be rougher this time. She was afraid but excited too. Sex with Luke had always been satisfying. She moaned when his tongue penetrated her mouth. He was kissing her without tenderness because he was punishing her. She made a sound of protest when his other hand pulled her bra. She couldn't move her hands so she just wriggled below him when his hand massaged her left breast without gentleness. He angrily tore his lips from hers. He was breathing raggedly. He pulled her skirt up.
"Babe!" she shrieked when he ripped her bikini.
He was glowering at her. She shut her eyes when he savagely kissed her again. His middle finger started to play with her bud inside her slit as his tongue attacked her mouth. She couldn't do anything with her own tongue because he was sucking it as if his life depended on it. He was occasionally nipping her lips too. They would be red and swollen after he was done with them. But his lack of gentleness was strangely making her really wet and ready for his invasion. She kept on moaning against his mouth. Her back arched when she felt him plunged deeply inside her. He stopped kissing her then began ramming fast. She balled her fists which he had entrapped above her head. His face was buried on her neck as he thrusts in and out. Fast and deep. Her moaning became louder as she felt his thick and massive shaft hit the deepest part of her. She turned her head to the right and bit her lower lip as she was at the verge of her big O. Luke was also making animal sounds. She raised her lower body so he could thrust even deeper. Then all of a sudden, he pulled out his manhood . He stopped moving. She could feel him breathing heavily against her neck. She couldn't hide the disappointment and disbelief in her face. He raised his head to look at her.
In a breathy voice she asked, "Why did you stop?" she moaned again when she felt the tip of his stick touched her clit.
She closed her eyes for a moment to savor the pleasure but she wanted much more and her husband should now that it wasn't enough. She wanted him inside.
"Open your eyes!" he commanded as he cupped her chin with his hand to steady her head.
She did as he demanded. His were full of anger and desire. She felt the tip of his dick nudged the inside of her slit, right outside her hole. She was in agony.
"B-Babe..." she moaned as if to beg him.
"What do you want?!" he asked in a cold voice.
He removed his hand which was holding her chin. His fingers started to play with her cl*rt. She nipped her lower lip.
"Do you want me to stop or do you want me to f*ck you?!" he asked throatily.
She knew he wanted her more than she wanted him. But she also knew that he was waiting her to beg before he completely possessed her body. Her husband was not only jealous. His ego was hurt so if she had to beg, she would.
"No don't stop. Please take me."
She saw his eyes glinted only for a second now they were hard again..
"Who do you belong to?!" he asked as he inserted a finger in her hole.
"I belong to you,” she whispered.
The torture he was doing to her was all too much. She moved her lower body so his finger could go deeper but he withdrew it. She caught her breath in frustration. He was looking at her lips and was breathing heavily. She had to say something to satisfy their hunger for each other .
"Please babe f*ck me. I want your c*ck inside me,”she said huskily.
His eyes turned darker then she felt his d*ck got inside her unceremoniously which made her body jerked upward in anticipation. His tongue entered her mouth as he pushed and pulled out his shaft inside her. She didn’t even notice how deep he was plunging. All she could feel was mind-shattering pleasure. They kiss passionately as their bodies became one. He released her hands and supported his body with both of his palms flat on the bed. The deep sound from the back of his throat vibrated in the room. The sounds she was producing were quieter. He made another deep thrust before his plunges became faster. He released a longer sound when his man’s gravy filled her. She moaned his name when she felt his warm seed inside her. After a while, he landed his tired but sated body beside her. He laid on his back as he stared at the ceiling while still panting. Isabelle pulled the cover to wrap it around her body. She laid on her side to look at her husband. She was about to ask him why he didn't pull out but he suddenly spoke without looking at her.
"I want you to get pregnant," he said coldly.
She chose not to comment. Seemed that he changed his mind. They used to agree not to have kids yet. She was about to touch his arm but he got up to go to the bathroom. She nipped her bottom lip. He was still mad. She sat up on the bed while she held the sheet in front of her. She had to explain everything about Christian clearly to him. After several minutes he came out of the bathroom. His lower torso was wrapped in a beige towel. He went straight to his closet.
"B-Babe I may sound like a broken record but please believe me when I say that there was nothing between me and Christian," she said in a low voice but loud enough for him to hear.
He didn't even glance at her. He pulled out a shirt after putting his briefs and pants.
"I will never do anything like that to you. Hugging is an American way to greet someone babe so please don’t be angry,” she added.
"What's his full name?" he asked coldly before pulling out a jacket.
She frowned. She didn't expect him to ask that.
"It’s Christian Smith. Babe? Are you leaving?" she asked him but he didn’t answer her.
He went to the dresser to get one of his wristwatches.
"What time are we going to your parents' house? Should I get ready too?"
"Stay here! We aren’t going there anymore!" he said irritably as he grabbed his phone on the table near the bed.
She shut her eyes for a second or two when he slammed the door behind him.
Luke was still very angry. He didn't want to see Isabelle cry but he was jealous and mad at that d*ckhead. She was away from him for three years and he didn’t even know how often they met. He really regretted agreeing to his mother's suggestion. He should have watched his wife firsthand. He wanted to trust her but he was having a hard time. He badly needed some air. Victoria called before he went to his and his wife’s bedroom and now he thought it would be best to talk to her today. He needed a distraction anyway to cool down. But first, he had to call someone. He dialed his phone while going down the stairs.
"Hamilton? I want you to do something for me, ” he told the person on the other line.
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Isabelle sadly got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to have a quick shower. She needed to fix things between them as soon as possible. If Luke wanted her pregnant, though she wasn’t ready yet, she would agree. And it was high time too that she told him how much she loved him. She sighed heavily. She would make him understand how important it was for him to trust her. She was his from the start anyway. She twitched her lips upwards to one direction when she reminded herself of her reaction when she was jealous. But the difference was Luke could easily pacify her unlike him because his jealousy was greater. They should really have a heart-to-heart talk when he got home from wherever he was.
It was 4:30 p.m. when she decided to go to the kitchen. She texted Luke minutes ago to say that she would cook dinner for them. She would prepare something special so she needed a much longer time. She was descending the stairs when she saw Beth.
"Are you leaving? You can’t! You are prohibited to go out of the house!” she exclaimed and Isabelle frowned.
"Beth!" Tina called the younger help which made her ran quickly to the kitchen.
Before she was on the last step of the stairs, Tina came into view. "Tina what does Beth mean?" she asked. .
The older woman looked uncomfortable, "I-Issa, Luke said you can’t go out of the house,” she informed her but she didn’t add that he also ordered them to watch over her.
She sighed, "I am just going to the kitchen, don’t worry. I will cook for Luke,” she told her quietly and Tina just nodded.
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Beth was in the garage when two cars stopped in front of the house. She hurriedly checked who they belonged to. As usual since she couldn’t keep a secret, she told the newcomers that Isabelle wasn’t allowed to go out of the house as ordered by Luke. She even told them that her Sir Luke was so mad when he came home with Isabelle and he broke a glass out of rage.
Isabelle on the other hand was in the kitchen slicing some vegetables for the salad. Very often she was glancing at her phone hoping that Luke would message or call her. She sighed and continued what she was doing.
"Belle?" called a female's voice which came from the living room.
She turned around and saw that it was her sister-in-law and she was frowning as she walked towards her. She wiped her hands with a paper towel before she said hi to her.
"Mom said that you are no longer coming to the house. Why?" she asked looking confused.
She was about to answer but Eunice came into the dining room. She stopped herself from showing any surprised reaction. More than three years had passed since she last saw her. She had been curious about how she had been but she couldn't ask Luke, his family or anyone. They had an agreement and she didn’t want to break it
"Tsk...tsk…tsk… and we all thought that all is well between you and Luke,” Eunice commented in a sad voice.
Isabelle lowered her eyes and Dianne sighed. Obviously Beth was gossiping again. She didn’t know what to say to them. Her sister-in-law was looking at her while her eyes were on the chopping board in front of her so they didn't see the glint in Eunice's eyes. A sneering smile appeared on the woman’s lips for several seconds too. She was happy because there was trouble between her and Luke again.