A woman's wrath

Reina's POV

I waited, until I couldn't anymore, for Richard to step in with the food laid out on the table, but he didn't. Utterly frustrated, I dropped a cover over them before walking up the stairs while letting my mind wander to what he might be doing.

He wasn't picking my calls and there was no way I could get across to him. Sighing out, I ran a hand through my air. Pain gnawed at me as I tried to picture numerous scenes of what he might be doing now, but they count come out properly.

I had on lingerie which was covered with the see through pullover I had strapped on when I had heard the honking of a car which still wasn't his.

Plopping on the bed, I decided not to pay attention to it before forcing myself to sleep, the night was going to be a long one, so I had to do so.

The scent of alcohol drifted into my nostrils, occupying my brain for a while. I tried to think when he heard me tightly. His hands were on my stomach as he pleaded.

“Let me please” he exhaled into my ears.