Chapter 45

“Wait Luke! It’s not what you think!" Brett hurriedly said when he noticed that he was about to attack him.
Luke’s expression was stormy and his eyes were spitting fire.
"Issa got drunk because she was upset! She thought you were with another woman! " he explained when he none too gently got Isabelle from him. " She cooked dinner for both of you but when she called you she said that she heard a female's voice talking to you,” he added and Luke narrowed his eyes.
Isabelle, stirred in her husband's arms. “B-babe?" she asked sleepily as she tried to focus her eyes on Luke’s angry face.
"Can you stand for a few seconds?" he asked her with a heavy frown.
"Y-yes." she replied, still half-asleep.
“I need you to be wide awake before I put you down. You have to support your weight by yourself,” he said in a very clear but also very chilly voice. “ Can you do that?” he asked again.
She opened her eyes wider. “S-sure.”
He waited for a few more seconds to be sure that she could stand without falling before he carefully put her down. He leaned her back on Brett’s car.
“Hold on,” he said when she was standing steadily. Before she could say anything, he smacked the other man on the stomach twice.
"Babe!" she exclaimed.
"The first one is for bringing my wife home with just the two of you in the car! The second punch is for carrying her! " he said through gritted teeth.
"Shit Luke! I was just trying to help!" Brett complained as he held his stomach in pain.
"Babe no!!" she hollered when Luke hit him two more times.
"My wife’s arms were on your nape and I saw you sniffing her hair you *sshole!!" he hissed.
Brett leaned on his car groaning in pain . Witnessing her husband beating someone still scared her a lot . And what was worse was he smacked Joyce’s brother in front of her. She regretted meeting them. If she didn’t, Luke wouldn’t hit Brett. She was feeling sorry for Brett so she was about to come near him and apologize but her husband gripped her by the waist.
“Babe!” she complained.
She shrieked, when he unceremoniously threw her over his shoulder.
“Oh my God! Babe! Put me down!” she whined.
He marched to the gate ignoring all her protests. He was holding her skirt in place as he carried her while she continued to complain.
" I said put me down!" she demanded angrily as she hit his back with her fists but he didn’t seem to hear her.
He hurled her on the bed when they reached their room. She landed on her back. She sat up angrily and pulled her skirt down to hide her underwear. Her husband snorted while his eyes looked at what she did.
"You didn’t seem to care that your underwear was showing when that bastard was carrying you! And now you modestly pull down your fucking skirt?! That is just bull! You know f*cking well that I don’t want you in such a damn wear! Who told you that you can go out wearing that f*cking skirt?!” he grated.
She stood up and ignored his question.
"You didn't have to hit Brett. He just drove me…” she didn’t finish when her husband seized her arms.
"He f*cking touched you! And you were resting your face on his chest and had your arms wrapped around his nape.
"I was sleepy so he carried me! It was better than me crawling to the house!"
" Maybe for you that was nothing but not to him!! SHIT! His arms were on your body!! I am the only one who can do that to you and you can’t touch any man but me! Do you hear me?!”
She jutted her chin. Looking at him with her eyes narrowed, she angrily said, " Wow! I should be the one angry because I was tired from cooking and I almost had an ulcer from hunger waiting for you to come home! Where were you anyway? You were with another woman maybe at a bar! And now you think Brett and I were doing something bad? You are really impossible! “ she grated.
"So you thought I was with a woman that’s why you left without telling me? You were jealous again so you went out to spite me?! Do you know who that woman is my lovely tigress? She is Evan's elder sister! She has two kids and been married for ten years! Even when I was single and a womanizer I didn’t go out with married women!” he said in a stern voice and her pretty face distorted.
Oh no! She got it all wrong again! She lowered her eyes to his neck. She didn’t want to see his eyes.
"E-Evan’s sister?" she asked in a small voice.
Her husband sighed heavily then rubbed her arms with his palms. He seemed to have cooled down. His touch was gentle.
"Yes and she is happily married to Dianne’s former classmate. He was also there with us mind you. When you called, we were all planning to go home. And we weren’t in a bar as you might have thought. We were at a restaurant, " he said with a cocked brow.
She raised her eyes and slowly directed them at him. She saw amusement in his which really annoyed her. She felt that this was something serious and she didn’t like that he seemed to think that it wasn’t otherwise.
"What? Do you find this amusing?" she asked sounding irritated.
His face became wooden again. The glint in his eyes disappeared.
"No! I don't find anything funny about you being with another man even if he is your best friend’s brother! Maybe it's better if I call off my business deal with him!" he said in a serious voice.
That got her. He already hit Brett and it would be worse if his business would be affected too.
"NO! Babe please don't do that!" she pleaded.
Her husband's eyes turned into slits. His hold tightened.
" You sound so concerned about him! "
"It isn’t that! It will be so unfair to him since we didn’t do anything wrong! He was kind enough to bring me home then you smacked him and now you want his business to suffer? Don’t do it! What will Joyce say?!”
He didn't say anything for a couple of seconds. He was just looking at her.
"Okay! I won't! But you can't hang out with him anymore with or without Joyce!" he hissed.
She almost rolled her eyes but she stopped herself . To avoid further argument, she nodded.
"Say it! Say you won't see that f*ck*ss anymore!" he ordered.
"I... won't… see… Brett… anymore…" she said trying not to show any emotion.
She shook her head because until now he was still jealous of Brett. She thought he was over it. She wanted to yell at him because he was always very arrogant whether he was at fault or not. It was the same thing. She was the one who should be mad but in the end, Luke was angrier and had more demands. She wished that their kids won’t take after his arrogance though they would be born with a silver spoon in their mouths . That thought reminded her of her mission: To make Contrero’s babies.
"Babe you know how I feel about you. I won’t ever look at other women but you. You don’t have any reason to be jealous," she heard him say and she believed that he was telling the truth.
"I know. But can I ask the same question to you? Why do you get jealous all the time if you know how much I love you?"
His forehead creased. "That's different! You are a woman and men look at you in a way that really pisses me! " he said.
This time she rolled her eyes.” Whatever!”
He tucked a strand of hair behind her left ear.
"Forget it babe! Call it unfair but I just hate it when other men look at you with admiration.@
She sighed. She shouldn’t delay her mission any longer. Her ovulation period was about to end.
"Babe, can we just stop this conversation now? I want us to do something. Can we make love? It’s still my safe period. I miss you so much. Don’t you want to be inside me?” she asked in a throaty voice and ran the tip of her tongue on her lips.
Before she could say anything more, Luke's lips went down on hers. He had her face in his hands as they kissed French style. After a while he slowly and gently pushed her to the bed. They were now lying on their sides as they continued kissing. Luke’s hands were roaming her body.
She tore her lips from his to say, “Less foreplay babe please."
He groaned and claimed her lips again. He unbuttoned her top then released her tits from her bra while they were kissing. He quickly took off his shirt as his eyes were on her. She touched his chest and abs and he let out a very naughty smile.
"You also like running your hands on my body. Don’t you, my Mrs.Contrero?" he asked breathily while his other hand traced the side of her left breast.
She felt her mouth went dry so she tried to mumble a husky,"Yes I do.” He let out a naughty smile and his eyes twinkled. “You are so hard and long. I want you inside me now."
He chuckled. "In a hurry aren't we?" he joked but his eyes had gone molten.
"Yes. I am on fire! Make it quick and deep please. Put a pillow under my hip. Fill me with your seed, " she murmured in a husky voice.
"As you wished my Mrs.Contrero." he said throatily.
***
Their nightly routine after that came back to normal. They made love several times before bed and even before Luke took a shower in the morning. They got hooked on their lovemaking and of course neither of them was complaining. After several days without protection, Luke started using rubber again and sometimes he did the pull out method.
She got used to her bodyguard, Lila who kept an eye on her most of the time. She knew that the woman gave reports to Luke about her several times a day when she was out. But today, she wanted to go to his office to surprise him. She made lunch for both of them. She told her bodyguard not to inform him about her plan and luckily, she agreed. Her husband's office was on the twentieth floor which was the top floor. He owned the whole building. It was only her second time to come here so people couldn’t help looking at her and doing a double take. She just ignored their curious glances. She chose her clothes carefully and she put on a light make-up . She was confident that she looked hot anyway. She also made sure that she had a smile on her face as she got in the lift. Some of the staff would see her and she didn’t want them to think that the big cheese’s wife was a snob. Though she noticed that she easily gets irritated these past few weeks and she was glad that today she was in a better mood. What she was thankful for was Luke never got angry when she was in a bad mood. He knew what to do to soothe her. She smiled when she thought of it. Their sex life was really very good. She couldn’t ask for more. She would give it a perfect 10. She went out of the elevator and walked to Luke’s office.
"Good morning Mrs. Contrero, " Luke’s secretary greeted her. She came from the other office.
“ Good morning. Is my husband in his office?" she asked in a friendly voice.
"Yes ma’am. I just finished printing some documents in the other department but I know Sir Luke didn’t go out. I am on my back so we can go together,” she suggested and Isabelle just nodded.
"I'll inform him that you're here,” the secretary added.
"No. Please don’t call him. I want to surprise him. I cooked lunch for us, " she told her and showed her the paper bag she was carrying.
The secretary smiled and nodded.
***
Her husband's office was huge and very modern. But he was not on his chair. His jacket was hanging on the back of his swivel chair. She supposed he was in his private room where he had a single bed, a small kitchen and a bathroom. She smiled when she remembered how her husband made love to her there. The door of his private room was slightly open and she stopped dead in her tracks when she heard a sexy female voice.
"Come on Luke. Don’t be like that. Let’s do it just like old times."
"Stop it Rizza! I don’t want your father to get angry especially now that I am already married. Besides my wife wouldn’t like it,” she heard him say.
"That's not a problem. She doesn't need to know." the woman said as if with a pout.
The room became silent after that. She was now imagining a lot of things. She knew her past accusations that he was womanizing were false but this time it was different. She imagined them kissing each other that was why it was quiet. She couldn’t help but peek into the room then slowly opened the door. Her husband’s back was on her and she could only see the woman's hand on his bicep. The bitch had red nail polish on which she thought suited a whore.
"Easy honey..." the female said huskily.
"Stay still..." Luke said.
She called him honey? She furiously thought.
She felt her blood pressure shoot up. She literally saw red. She took out the bottle of wine in the paper bag with shaky fingers. With all her force, she threw it to the direction of her husband. It hit his back then shattered when it landed on the floor.
Luke cursed loudly. He turned angrily and his eyes widened when he saw Isabelle standing on the door. She looked furious.