GUILT

Alexander’s Pov

"What's going on here?" I repeated, my voice firm but calm.

I stood in the doorway, my gaze moving from my brother and his wife in the tense atmosphere.

 Laura's tear-stained face and Ethan's twisted expression told me all I needed to know. I could smell the anger and rage between them. 

I had fought the urge to not intervene and just show up as an elder brother, to calm the chaos I know I caused.

"Laura, are you okay?" I asked calmly, my eyes locked on hers.

She nodded slightly, her eyes darting to Ethan before returning to mine. I could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes, and it made me want to protect her.

“Ethan, I think you need to calm down and tell me what is going on. I pretended to be clueless.

Ethan's reddened eyes snapped to mine, his lips twitching, and his fingers still balled in a fist.

"Nothing, bro," he replied. "Just a little marital disagreement."

I raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?" I asked, my gaze fixed on him.

“Yes, brother. We will get around it,” he added, releasing his clenched fingers.

“Okay then, I will leave you two to be the adult you are and settle whatever disagreement you have,” I agreed, resisting the urge to press further.

“No, there is nothing to settle,” Laura said sharply.

“Huh?” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Have you gone insane?” Ethan's angry voice was back. “You fucking cheated, and you still have the guts to spill gibberish?” he lashes out at his wife.

Laura's eyes flashed with anger, and she took a step backwards. "I did cheat," she spat. "And so, haven't you been doing the same? You've been fucking around for months and now you're accusing me of emulating you?”

Ethan's face hardened. "You're just trying to deflect attention from your own infidelity," he snarled.

I stepped forward, standing between Ethan and Laura. "That's enough," I repeated, my voice louder this time. "This isn't going anywhere. Ethan, calm down and let's talk about this rationally."I tried to be a voice of reason, even though I was the genesis of the problem.

Laura hissed and then burst into a loud cry

 I turned to Ethan, reasoning with him. "Let's take a break and calm down," I suggested. "We can talk about this later when we are all feeling calmer."

Ethan nodded, but Laura just shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it," she said sobbing. “There is nothing to talk about, he can do as he pleases.”

I smiled inwardly. Feeling a pang of excitement. She seemed to not care and that was exactly what I wanted. "Okay, Laura. You can have some space. Ethan, why don't you go calm down and we will talk about this later?"

Ethan nodded, but not before shooting Laura a condescending glance.

A feeling of ease and relief filled my heart as I watched him go. I knew what I was doing seems unkind, but who marries a pretty young woman and starves her sexually and emotionally?

The sobbing sound of Laura made me grab her in a warm hug. She released herself in my embrace as we hugged tightly.

The chemistry between us flowed so quickly.

She felt so cozy in my arms and I had the desire to protect her. 

“Please, don't let him tell your mama,” she said something that struck me.

“Why? I asked curiously.

“She will throw me out and…”

“Oh Laura, he won't tell her, and she can't do that either. And even if she does, do you care?”

She resumed sobbing again. “My brother will be thrown back to prison if Ethan ever does anything to break up our marriage,” she revealed.

“How?”

“It is a contract marriage, Alex. Worst of all, he is gay!” She fell on her feet and cried even harder. “Do you think I could get out of it?" she asked.

I nodded. "We'll figure something out," I promised. "But first, let's get you calmed down and safe."

Her sobs subsided, and she looked up at me.

I nodded. "We'll figure something out," I promised. "But first, let's get you calmed down.

I helped Laura to her feet and led her to the bed, where I kissed her tears. She gave in quickly and held my head tightly.

“Please, take away my pain,” she whispered.

“Yes, I will,” I replied because I couldn't bear to see her cry one more time.

I kissed her face down to the back of her neck, and finally, our lips met. She kissed me slowly and tenderly, her entire senses surrounding to my touch.

“I will take away your pain, my love,” I whispered, my lips still locked in a slow kiss

Slowly, she placed my hand on her breast and fondled them together. I knew what she was driving at, but I wasn't ready to fuck her for the third time in less than forty-eight hours.

Gently, I removed my hand from her breast, trying not to reject her outrightly. "Laura, I think we should slow down," I whispered, my lips still brushing against hers.

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and desperation. "Why?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "Because we need to think about the consequences of our actions," I said gently. "We can't just keep giving in to our forbidden desires without considering what might happen next."

Laura's face fell, and she looked away from me. I could sense her frustration and disappointment, but I knew I had to stand my ground.

"Come here," I said, pulling her into a hug. "We'll figure this out together, okay?"

Laura shook her head. “No, Alex, I want you between my legs, banging my pussy; I want you to fuck away my pain. Please don't turn me down,” she pleaded, tears pooling up in her eyes.

Just by listening to her voice, my resolve weakened. I looked away from her pleading eyes, resisting the sweet temptation "Laura, I..." I called, but she cut me off.

"Please, Alex," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "I need you. I need you to make me forget all this pain and suffering."

I groaned loudly, willing to give in to our forbidden desires when her phone buzzed from under the pillow.