Arthur's POVIt's Saturday and that meant one thing, both Bella and Gabriel weren't going to work, and usually Bella would be happy to stay home, but after seeing her husband with another woman last night, she dreaded seeing him this morning.She couldn't stay in her room forever, so she went downstairs. Hair a little wet from her shower, and she's just in brown slacks and a nude singlet.Cute.She doesn't see Gabriel in the dining room like always. He's always the first one to wake up, and Bella smiles bitterly.He's probably still asleep after whatever he did with Destiny—the woman's name makes Bella click her tongue in irritation.But that doesn't mean she doesn't tag Destiny as being lucky, waking up next to Gabriel and getting greeted in a sleepy groggy voice must feel really nice.Bella really needs to stop thinking so much about it, or she'll keep ripping the bandage off old wounds.The head housekeeper, Caroline, sees her approaching the kitchen, and she smiles sadly at her.S
Arthur's POV Caroline was Bella's friend, she's been away for a while and she hasn't been reachable so Bella has no one else to talk to, to vent to, except Caroline.She understood her, she listened to her problems, she cuddled her to sleep whenever she cried longer than usual, she never judged Bella for acting so desperate for Gabriel's love and attention, she never belittled her whenever she continuously and shamelessly kept throwing herself at Gabriel like a bag of chips tossed and shared amongst friends.She was her only alibi, that one person that genuinely cared about her.Her parents were more focused on rebuilding their food company, and Bella didn't want to be a burden. She would hear the same thing, how she's a grownup and needs to fix her own problems by herself.It wasn't a lie, she's not a child, and nobody is going to come running to her to wipe her tears when she falls and scratches her knee on the marble floor.No. She has to get up, wipe her knees clean, wipe her tea
Arthur's POV Bella stays indoors like what feels like eternity, crying her emotions out. She doesn't know how long she was locked inside her room and she didn't bother checking the time on her phone. When she felt tired and sticky, she cried even more with the shower on, with her clothes on. She's a mess. She knows what she wants from Gabriel isn't just intimacy. She wants Gabriel to acknowledge her, treat her like she exists, not like she's invisible. She knows she has feelings for Gabriel. She knew after the first year of their marriage and she managed to keep her feelings hidden because the fear of rejection can also be the beginning of wisdom. She knew she couldn't handle being rejected by Gabriel so she focused on something else, fantasizing about the sheets tangled around her and Gabriel's body. She desperately wants to get rid of this feeling but she has tried, the poor girl has really tried. She's visited clubs, more of gay clubs, wishing for someone to just come and s
Arthur’s POV It's Sunday evening and it's the official first day of Mason staying at Salvatore home. Bella refused to discard her parents' name and answer Gabriel's instead; at least, they let her keep her parent's name even though they didn't know they were throwing her in the lion's den. The name 'Salvatore' has gone places. The family name, as heavy as it sounds on the tongues of peasants, it's a name that reflects the blood that runs through the bearer's name. Before you set foot into Gabriel Salvatore's home, you'd get scanned because let's be honest, a lot of people hate the rich ones and would do anything to get their hands on them and be the last ones to take their dying breaths away. The gate of Gabriel's mansion has the initials of his name carved into the gate like she's someone born of royalty. It's a magnificent look to the mansion. Once you successfully step into the compound, you're attacked with pure beauty. The fountain in the center of the huge compound doesn't
Arthur's POV Bella's hands slip past Mason's shorts and stop. She looks up at Mason, who gives her a small smile, encouraging her to go on. Mason hasn't stopped squeezing and touching her neck, making Bella even more aroused than she already is. Bella boldly dips her hand lower, warmth clouding her hands as her knuckles graze Mason's stiff cock. The effect of Bella's thumb grazing Mason's length has his grip on her neck tensing. Their eyes meet again, and this time, Mason doesn't have that softness in his eyes; it's replaced with dark, sweet, and longing desire. Bella finally grabs his cock, her palm barely covering the whole length, and her mouth waters at the thickness. Her finger finds a vein that runs from the base of Mason's cock, and she trails her fingers along it, following it to where it stops below the head of Mason's tip. Her eyes never leave Mason's; she wants to see the effect she has on him. Mason twitches in Bella's fluttering grip as she squeezes his length. Bella
Arthur’s POV It's Monday morning and Bella has to rush to work. She doesn't even get to see Gabriel or Mason or even have breakfast but she does stop by at the cafe near her office to grab a cup of coffee. Steam clouds are rising from the dark liquid, Bella waits for it to get colder because she doesn't want to burn her tongue no matter how desperate she wants to chug the caffeine and stay awake. She doesn't own the building she works at. It belongs to Gabriel and the man had the conscience to let Bella start her cosmetics business in the building. She steps into the elevator and more workers rush in, greeting her as well and she greets back with a small smile. Her eyes stuck on the elevator door as it started moving. She doesn't recognize these workers so she figured they worked for the paper company downstairs that she shared the building with. One woman suddenly starts gushing. "I heard they'll be a society event soon and I'm so hyped. The men that always attend are all bachel
Arthur’s POV Mason parks near a bar Bella hasn't been to, adding visiting the bar alone to her to-do list. They both make their way into the bar after showing their ID cards. Mason drops his hand on Bella's back to guide her to the empty seats in front of the bar where the bartender is mixing drinks for some group of people. Bella sits on the stool carefully, with Mason on the one beside her, staring at the drink choices. Mason asked. "Do you have any idea what you want to drink?" "No, not really. I'll go with whatever seems okay to you." "Okay." The bartender turns to them, looking Bella up and down for a minute with a flimsy smile before his eyes stop on Mason who's intently watching with an almost obvious scowl. Bella doesn't hear the conversation between Mason and the bartender, she's scrolling through her messages and subtly checking the time. She still has an hour before she heads back home. The last thing she wants is to get on Gabriel's bad side for today. He hasn't sc
Arthur's POV Both adults manage to curb their flaming hormones by not messing each other up against the bar's wall but they walk towards Mason's car, where it's parked at a quiet spot and Bella's back collides with the car.She winces at the pain and Mason is about to apologize for pushing her too hard against the wall before Bella grabs his chest so Mason is hovering over her, pressing her lips hard on Mason's and they're kissing rather messily.Bella briefly remembers their first kiss, when Mason practically took her breath away with the roughness of his mouth, his intense kissing and she feels it now, how good it feels to be roughed up.Mason slips his tongue inside, sucking on the younger's and Bella's body is heating up, legs trying to clench together to stop her from seeking friction where she wants it best.Her fingers find Mason's hair and she first admires the softness, her tongue never quitting the urge to fight for dominance, to be in control but she knows too well that Mas
Bella steps closer to the door, her head dropped forward as she peeks inside the bathroom to see Gabriel's standing figure. Gabriel has his head thrown back, washing his scalp, scrubbing gently with his fingers, the foam on his head slowly disappearing.Bella swallows, her eyes tracing down Gabriel's back and stops on the curve where his butt stops. Blood rushes to Bella's cheeks and her stomach swirls with something like heat. She gawks at her husband's butt, one she's never seen since they got married. His thighs, the way they're so firm, huge and strong. His thighs are two of Bella's combined and the thought makes Bella shut her eyes briefly to inhale the smell of Gabriel's apple body wash.She wants Gabriel to turn around so she can look at the other stuff she badly wants to see. Gabriel's body proportion is insane, his body is gorgeous, everything Bella ever fantasized about, and she wants to touch.The heavens must be on Bella's side because Gabriel turns
Bella steps closer to the door, her head dropped forward as she peeks inside the bathroom to see Gabriel's standing figure. Gabriel has his head thrown back, washing his scalp, scrubbing gently with his fingers, the foam on his head slowly disappearing.Bella swallows, her eyes tracing down Gabriel's back and stops on the curve where his butt stops. Blood rushes to Bella's cheeks and her stomach swirls with something like heat. She gawks at her husband's butt, one she's never seen since they got married. His thighs, the way they're so firm, huge and strong. His thighs are two of Bella's combined and the thought makes Bella shut her eyes briefly to inhale the smell of Gabriel's apple body wash.She wants Gabriel to turn around so she can look at the other stuff she badly wants to see. Gabriel's body proportion is insane, his body is gorgeous, everything Bella ever fantasized about, and she wants to touch.The heavens must be on Bella's side because Gabriel turns
**—MY HUSBAND'S FRIEND—**Bella shuffles off Mason's lap, her head collides with the roof of the car and she doesn't have the time to let the pain settle in before dashing out of the car.She stares at her phone with wide eyes, contemplating on what to do.Mason steps out of the car, standing in front of her, aching to calm the younger down because it looks like she’d start hyperventilating soon."What is wrong with me? He said I should be back before ten and it's almost midnight.""Bella, calm down.""No no, please don't touch me." Bella says, slapping Mason's hands away.Okay?Mason winces at those words but manages to hide his expression."I'll take a cab home.""What? No, why would I let you do that when I can drive you home? Bella, I'm driving you home.""You keep forgetting that you're staying at our place! What do you think is gonna happen when we walk in together?""I'll park a few blocks away and you can go in. I'll come in later.""We both smell like alcohol. Mason, please—j
Arthur’s POV Bella walks out of the elevator and stops in her tracks when she sees Gabriel, who was also making his way into the elevator.Bella's grin instantly disappears, replaced with a frown.She walks into the elevator, knowing it's best not to step out, so she stays back as the elevator door shuts close."Where are you heading to?" Gabriel asks, typing away on his phone."Nowhere, I was heading home. Why are you here? You only come if you have a meeting with the book company, and you always tell me before you come. Do you need something?" The pitch of Bella's voice raises with every question, and for a moment, Gabriel looks like he might slap her quiet. But as always, the threat of violence is left hanging in the air, unfulfilled."Do I have to call you every time whenever I'm coming to my own building? I'm the landlord."Bella fidgets with her jacket and nods."Sorry." "It's almost seven, we'll have dinner together."'Oh God, please...no'Bella wants to say that, she really w
Arthur's POV Both adults manage to curb their flaming hormones by not messing each other up against the bar's wall but they walk towards Mason's car, where it's parked at a quiet spot and Bella's back collides with the car.She winces at the pain and Mason is about to apologize for pushing her too hard against the wall before Bella grabs his chest so Mason is hovering over her, pressing her lips hard on Mason's and they're kissing rather messily.Bella briefly remembers their first kiss, when Mason practically took her breath away with the roughness of his mouth, his intense kissing and she feels it now, how good it feels to be roughed up.Mason slips his tongue inside, sucking on the younger's and Bella's body is heating up, legs trying to clench together to stop her from seeking friction where she wants it best.Her fingers find Mason's hair and she first admires the softness, her tongue never quitting the urge to fight for dominance, to be in control but she knows too well that Mas
Arthur’s POV Mason parks near a bar Bella hasn't been to, adding visiting the bar alone to her to-do list. They both make their way into the bar after showing their ID cards. Mason drops his hand on Bella's back to guide her to the empty seats in front of the bar where the bartender is mixing drinks for some group of people. Bella sits on the stool carefully, with Mason on the one beside her, staring at the drink choices. Mason asked. "Do you have any idea what you want to drink?" "No, not really. I'll go with whatever seems okay to you." "Okay." The bartender turns to them, looking Bella up and down for a minute with a flimsy smile before his eyes stop on Mason who's intently watching with an almost obvious scowl. Bella doesn't hear the conversation between Mason and the bartender, she's scrolling through her messages and subtly checking the time. She still has an hour before she heads back home. The last thing she wants is to get on Gabriel's bad side for today. He hasn't sc
Arthur’s POV It's Monday morning and Bella has to rush to work. She doesn't even get to see Gabriel or Mason or even have breakfast but she does stop by at the cafe near her office to grab a cup of coffee. Steam clouds are rising from the dark liquid, Bella waits for it to get colder because she doesn't want to burn her tongue no matter how desperate she wants to chug the caffeine and stay awake. She doesn't own the building she works at. It belongs to Gabriel and the man had the conscience to let Bella start her cosmetics business in the building. She steps into the elevator and more workers rush in, greeting her as well and she greets back with a small smile. Her eyes stuck on the elevator door as it started moving. She doesn't recognize these workers so she figured they worked for the paper company downstairs that she shared the building with. One woman suddenly starts gushing. "I heard they'll be a society event soon and I'm so hyped. The men that always attend are all bachel
Arthur's POV Bella's hands slip past Mason's shorts and stop. She looks up at Mason, who gives her a small smile, encouraging her to go on. Mason hasn't stopped squeezing and touching her neck, making Bella even more aroused than she already is. Bella boldly dips her hand lower, warmth clouding her hands as her knuckles graze Mason's stiff cock. The effect of Bella's thumb grazing Mason's length has his grip on her neck tensing. Their eyes meet again, and this time, Mason doesn't have that softness in his eyes; it's replaced with dark, sweet, and longing desire. Bella finally grabs his cock, her palm barely covering the whole length, and her mouth waters at the thickness. Her finger finds a vein that runs from the base of Mason's cock, and she trails her fingers along it, following it to where it stops below the head of Mason's tip. Her eyes never leave Mason's; she wants to see the effect she has on him. Mason twitches in Bella's fluttering grip as she squeezes his length. Bella
Arthur’s POV It's Sunday evening and it's the official first day of Mason staying at Salvatore home. Bella refused to discard her parents' name and answer Gabriel's instead; at least, they let her keep her parent's name even though they didn't know they were throwing her in the lion's den. The name 'Salvatore' has gone places. The family name, as heavy as it sounds on the tongues of peasants, it's a name that reflects the blood that runs through the bearer's name. Before you set foot into Gabriel Salvatore's home, you'd get scanned because let's be honest, a lot of people hate the rich ones and would do anything to get their hands on them and be the last ones to take their dying breaths away. The gate of Gabriel's mansion has the initials of his name carved into the gate like she's someone born of royalty. It's a magnificent look to the mansion. Once you successfully step into the compound, you're attacked with pure beauty. The fountain in the center of the huge compound doesn't