9. A Slut For a Wife

Damon's Pov

"The CCTV footage has been erased from the server. The detectives won't be able to prove where they got it from." 

I snickered as I read through the message from Warren I poured from the whiskey bottle beside the sofa on glass and sipped from it.

The only thoughts that clouded my mind were the ways I tried devising to make Elysia my slave forever.

 I am going to dominate her.

Suddenly my phone beeped, and when I gazed at it, it was a text from Lucius.

"Jake and Hector seem to have gotten no information from Elysia. From the information I got, I can tell Elysia was clueless, and Jake might have loved her. But their meeting was indeed planned by Hector, and it seems like they fell apart a

when Jake fell in love with Elysia."

I could feel my thumbs slowly tighten around my phone. My teeth gritted as I couldn't help but envision Elysia with Jake.

I thought it was mainly an affair, and she only used Jake because she yearned for freedom, but finding out that Elysia and Jake were passionate about each other made my skin crawl. I felt as though my heart would lunge out of my chest with the gravity of jealousy that clamped my nerves.

I could feel my chest tighten, and slowly, I found breathing difficult.

My veins were visible from my wrist to my arms as my muscles tightened. 

My eyes clenched shut, and my lips parted as I breathed audibly heavily, trying to calm my nerves. 

After a few minutes, I felt a little bit free from within. I slid my phone open as I typed a text message to Lucius-

"Find out what Hector is up to. If Jake is indeed his cousin, he will surely act out because of Jake's death."  

...

The splashes of water on the frigid floor filled my ears, and the coldness-freezes my heart.

My hands were on the wall, holding my body as my head bent toward the ground. 

I couldn't stop it—the thoughts of Elysia and Jake as they made love in that hotel room. 

I wobbled my head, trying to get the thoughts off, but they kept coming back. I wish she could let me in like that. I wish I could hold her and touch her like she is mine. 

The flashes of Jake and Elysia at the club suddenly flickered before my eyes. 

I want it all. 

I placed my back on the cold wall as I bit my lips in extreme anger. 

I still can't believe they loved each other.

I should be worried about the fact that Hector had made a move after all these years, but instead, the negligence of my wife clouded my mind. I could feel myself slowly becoming her slave. 

I wanted her.

"This can't go on forever," I mumbled, swerving out of the shower to the bedroom. 

Without drying the water from my body, I wore my pants and sleeves, dressing so I could go to the company. Maybe work is what I need.

But then, my phone beeped, and I glanced at it. It was my father.

"I don't want you at the company for now. Deal with your promiscuous wife."

My father's words were like a spear that pierced my heart. I could bare the insults from strangers but not this. 

The worst part was I couldn't defend her. Any words from my lips about Elysia were seen as lies by my father. He despised my marriage to her because of how she disrespected him.

I was able to take it all, but not anymore.

I loosened the wrist button of my sleeves and left the tie lagging on my neck. I pressed a button on the wall that called for the head servant-Madeline.

In just three minutes, she knocks on the door awaiting my permission to walk in.

I crouched on the sofa, and no words escaped my lips. 

After a few minutes, Madeline walks in with her head lowered.

"You requested my presence." 

"Bring me, Elysia." I groaned.

She left instantly after shutting the door as gently as she could.

“BANG“

The sound of the door as it slammed made my body quiver and my eyes instantly opened. 

She was right there glaring at me.

She was all dressed up and her countenance brimming with impatience. 

I scoffed, there was no way I’d let her out through the mansion’s gate, not after her

infidelity and worse-her attempt to escape with her lover.

“I’m going to the company, whatever it is you wish to talk about, say it now or you’d have

to wait till I get back late at night.”

My lips spread into smile. She still didn’t understand how much damaged she caused me,

my dad and the company. She only cared about herself and her stupid fashion

company.

I aloft on my feet, walking towards her with a smirk. She looked fiery, with no shame of

what she did. It ignited the fury I was trying so hard not curb in. 

I warned her there was no way I’d let her those mansion gate and she went on blabbering

about me keeping her hostage.

But this is my home.

I tugged her arm and nudged her on the bed. 

The glimmer of fear in her eyes aggravated me. She was crawling, glancing at the door-I

could tell she only wanted to run from my presence. She wanted nothing to do with me-she was scared of her husband feeling every inch of her body yet she would allow another touch her.

I brandished her legs and drew her down from the edge of the bed. I put my body weight on her restricting body movement. I could feel the swinging of her legs and hands as she tries to avoid my lips touching hers. 

“I guess you’d be happy if we did it in your favorite hotel.”

“What?” Her eyes widened in shock. She watched me free her from my clutches.

I got dressed in my pants and sleeves on the sofa. Then I dragged her from the bed

proceeding towards the door.

“Where are we going?”

I smirked at her question. ‘This is going to be one of the greatest shock of her life.

…

I looked at her through the rear view mirror, she was squirming and trying to look out

through the car’s window to figure out where I was taking her. But that was impossible.

 Before leaving the mansion, I had her hands handcuffed to the door of the car. Her head lowered in such a way she’d never be able to look out the window.

“Relax, we will be there soon.” I smiled devilishly. 

“Where are you taking me Damon?” She asked in agony.

When I got to the hotel, I dragged her out of the car, straight inside the hotel building.

I lodged a room on the highest floor and when we got in, I walked to the terrace and spread the curtains wide open.

It was just right opposite her favorite hotel. The one she and her dead lover frequented. 

My gaze drifted from the mind blowing view to her demeanor.

For a moment there I could see a glimpse of fear that suddenly became overshadowed by hate and anger. 

It was so intense that it made me shiver. She looked scary.

She glared at me as though she would slit my throat with her fingers and watch blood surge

out. 

I instantly looked away. She had no right to look at me that way. 

“You have no shame, no honor. I’d never imagined that a day would come and I’d get to see for myself how much of a shrimp you are.” She scoffed.

“You can laugh now, laugh all you want. You are going to be screaming when I’m done with

you.” My brows crinkled as I walked closer to her.

My eyes drifted to her feet and my feet instantly came to a halt as I watched her move

backwards to the wall. 

“There is nowhere to run to darling, no one is coming to your rescue.” 

She ran to the door and tried whacking it open, too bad I was with the keys.

“There is nowhere for you to run to Elysia. Nowhere!”

I pinned her to the door, holding her hand up as I rocked my hips against hers.

I was dying to taste those lips of hers, to feel the warmth of her body against mine. She

was struggling so much making it nearly impossible for me. 

I brandished her arm and then dragged her to the bed, chaining her legs and feet to the

bedframe. 

“What made him special?” I asked her, kissing from her toes to her thighs and reaching for

her breast underneath her thick leather jacket. 

Undressing her, I could feel the tears trickling down my cheeks.

As I placed my lips on hers, all that clouded my mind was the thought of her and Jake. ­­In

that hotel room, hands in hand like he was her husband.

I wondered about the sound of her moan in his ears arousing him as he went deeper into her.

“Shit” I wobbled my head trying to shake it off my mind but I couldn’t. I got off her and

walked to the terrace.

I can’t bear to kiss her lips or look at her without recalling when Jake kissed her lips in

that hotel room.

The sound of my phone ringing erupted me from my reverie as I walked in to grab my phone.

It was my dad, I instantly slid to answer.

“Where are you?”

“At a hotel dad,” I responded.

“Why didn’t you inform me that the man whom your wife had an affair with was Hector’s

brother?”

My gaze drifted to Elysia. Her eyes were fixed on me and her lips warped in a sneer.

“I looked into it, and it didn’t matter.” 

“The file I gave her to deliver to you containing the details of the offshore account have

been hacked. Is that coincidence?”

“What?” My brows raised in shock. 

I grabbed my jacket and unchained her tossing her clothes to her. “Get dressed.”