Chapter 4

I lifted my eyes open because of the sun rays coming from the window. Ahh who open it?! I removed the sheet that laid on top of me.

I quickly do my morning routine and look for my husband down stairs.

“Are you looking for your husband? He left early,” said by the maid.

He left without even waking me up. Now I wonder what kind of problem happened in the site?

I was left doing nothing again. I keep ordering things in all online shop I see. I don’t even need those but this is my way to cope up.

“Can we go outside?” I asked our personal driver who are busy reading something in the newspaper. His a driver and body guard at the same time. I think his two years older in my husband. His name is David, a private bodyguard who came from military.

“Do you had a permission from your husband?” he asked not even giving me an eye.

I groaned in frustration.

“I know your are only here to play.” I raised my brow because of what he said. “My friend, your husband, he’s not here to play Isabelle. Cut the game you are playing.”

“The hell you are saying?”

“The hell you are for fooling him. How was it?” He used a tone that is clearly mocking me. “Enjoying getting laid by him while drinking pills?” I mentally cursed him. How did he know?

I left him in the garage without even answering his question. Does Isaak know I’m drinking pills? Maybe no. Yeah maybe he is still not aware of it.

“Damn you, David!” I cursed after I slammed my fist in the wooden table inside of our bedroom.

I pressed my tongue against the inside of my cheeks, closing my eyes in frustration. He will surely be mad. But I’ll defend myself. It’s not like I marry him because of love!

I turned my back to get a bottle of liquor. I walked so fast to see the cabinet of our wine and get a bottle of Jack Daniel’s. I need to get drunk.

I drink two shots and now my head is starting to spin. My alcohol tolerance are really sucks.

“Drinking?” Isaak enter our room and cock an eyebrow to me. He closed the door behind him and walk to see me.

“You came home,” I stated and move near him.

“Do we have a problem?” I answered him by shaking my head.

“I just want to drink. I still get drunk after two shots.” He just chuckles at me and take me for a hug.

Wear stayed for that for meantime. We both waited for me to be sober up. Which happened after I eat a tub of ice cream.

“Yum,” I said and lick the spoon.

“Good now?” I nodded.

“So how was the problem in site?” I plopped down on the bed after setting down the empty ice cream container.

I saw a glimpse of lust from his eyes. He was staring at my butt.

“It’s already fixed.” He’s still clearly staring at my rounded butt while speaking.

I laid down and covered my body with a blanket. “I’ll let you have a full view of my butt if you tell me what’s really going on.” I saw him slowly removing his polo shirt. He threw it somewhere and immediately stripped me.

“It’s been a long time since I fuck you from behind,” he whispered in my ear.

“Tell me, what happened?” I asked and bit my lower lip. I slowly slid my arm towards his six pack abs.

He groaned while I’m doing that. I also slowly loosened his belt and opened the zipper of his pants.

“A newly built house was damaged. But it’s fixed.” He reached my face for a kiss but I avoided it.

“That’s it?”

“It’s a planned work. To destroy the company,” he admitted.

He planted soft kiss in my ear. My legs wrapped across his waist. I reach for his neck to deepen the kissing he is doing. He grips my breasts that were still covered with my shirt. He stood up and immediately removed his pants together with his boxers. I also do the same. Now we are both naked.

I can already see the pre-cum in the tip of his manhood. I massaged it up and down

“Fuck, yeah continue it baby,” he groans and I speed up. “Ohhh Ahhh Shit!”

He removed my hand and laid me on the bed. He attacked my lips with aggression. His finger reached for my entrance and entered it with two fingers.

“Ahhh…” I let out a moan.

“So pretty baby,” he said while finger fucking me.

“Oh fuck please do it faster,” I beg.

He removed his finger and replaced it with his tongue. He kept licking me. After a while he prepared himself to enter me.

“Ahh, it’s so delicious!” he shouted.

He keep thrusting in and out. He hits my g-spot repeatedly.

“Ohh Ahh,” I am now screaming so loud.

A few minutes later, I released a cum. I was very tired but he wanted one more round. I lifted him to sit on the chair and claimed him there again. Then in front of the table while standing. Inside the bathroom and in the bathtub where I passed out from exhaustion.

I woke up to the smell of a perfume. From my peripheral vision I saw Isaak dressed up.

“I woke up to the smell of a perfume. From my peripheral vision I saw Isaak dressed up.

“Morning baby,” he said as he kissed my forehead. “A lot of early meetings.”

“Okay,” I said in a low voice. “Can I visit you later?” I asked.

“No. You cannot leave the house without me.” Even against my will, I just agreed to what he wants.

I was still lying in bed when he left. I really want to get out of here. I need my freedom back.

Weeks passed and I still stayed the same. A grounded wife. He became busy for this past weeks. He said that there are new biggest investors from other countries.

“Yaya, did you see those pasta noodles I bought?” I’ve been looking for that for a while. I’m planning to cook for a light meal. I will take it to his office.

“It’s in the bottom part of the cabinet.” I opened the cabinet she was referring to and saw the pasta noodles.

“Thanks Yaya.” I prepared all the ingredients. I’ll cook carbonara and steak, this two are an easy to cook recipes.

“Is that for Isaak?” she asked. I just nodded. “Who will bring that to him?

“Me Yaya.” I started frying the ready-made steak.

“You can’t go out. That man would be so mad.” He took the tong from my hand and did the frying.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it. He’ll surely allowed me.”

“Up to you. Get dressed and I’ll cook it to make it easier.” I said goodbye to her and immediately took a shower. I just wear a plain baby pink pulled off-shoulder fitted dress. I paired it up with a two inch lace up sandals. I only wear a light make up to emphasize my natural features.

“It’s beautiful,” said Nanny Mildred, she was the one who cooked the pasta and steak that I left behind. Of all the helpers here, she is the only one whose name I know.

“Thank you. Is his food okay?” I ask. She handed me a paper bag. I peeked into it and saw that Isaak’s food was already inside.

I left and went to the garage. I saw one of our drivers wiping the car. I think he is in his early 40s.

“Excuse me? Are you going to do something?” I asked when I got close to him. He stopped what ever he was doing and looked at me. “I’ll go to the Cuevas Empire.

“Just a moment Ma’am.” He took the cell phone from his pocket and typed. “I’ll just call Sir. I will confirm if you are allowed,” he added.

I just waited for him to answer the call. I moved a little further so that the driver and Isaak could have some space to talk.

“Ma’am, Sir Isaak wants to talk to you,” he said while handing me the cellphone. He left and turned around to look at the other car.

“Hello love.”

“What is it this time Maria Isabelle?” It’s like I can’t speak when I heard his voice. It’s like he’s angry. Add to that, he is calling me by my full name.

But still I answered him. “I just have something to deliver to you.”

“Is that important? Can’t you just wait for me to go home later,” he asked. It’s not important. There is bunch of food inside the building.

“It’s not.” I clenched my fist because of the pain I felt. No I’m lying. It’s important.

“It’s not like that. And besides, you know that you can’t just go out without me. Go back inside and wait for me. I still have a lot of work to do.” He ended the call. He didn’t even bid me goodbye or tell me that he loves me.

I gave the cellphone back to the driver and went back inside the mansion. I went straight to our room even though I heard Nanny Mildred’s call. I’ll just eat it.

I eat it alone. He was just really busy that’s why he did that. I have been trying to force myself not to be angry with him. But… I just want to bring him food. I saw this in a movie I always watched and the husband always liked it.

Not a fan of eating too much but I managed to eat a two small tub of pasta and two slice of steak. Maybe it’s because of the sullenness I feel.

I don’t even understand myself. I don’t like him but I always act like I like him. I’m always searching the internet for sweet things to do with him. Sometimes it makes me think. Do I really loathe him? Or it’s just my pride that exists so I can’t accept in myself that there is a possibility that I love him too.