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“Wife?” Dad gasps. “What…”
I look my dad in the eyes. “Gabriel and I are married.”
My father sinks to the floor, all the light leaving him.
“You can’t give up,” I say to him. “You can’t give up. I didn’t want you to know because I knew it would hurt you. But Dad… I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine knowing you’re ok. So fight for me. Always fight. Please.”
He doesn’t give me any response.
“Let’s go,” Gabriel growls, grabbing my arm.
“I need to know my father is ok.”
“He’s alive, isn’t he? He has food. He’s fine.” Gabriel leads me out of the house before I get to say goodbye to my dad… again.
“Let me say goodbye,” I beg. “Let me say goodbye.”
“No.” Gabriel opens his car door and motions me inside. I do as he says, knowing I can’t sway a mountain like him.
Once Gabriel gets in the car with me, I break down into tears.
“You didn’t let me say goodbye,” I sob.
For just a moment, I see a flash of guilt on Gabriel’s face but it’s gone so fast that I’m not sure if I truly saw it or not.
Chapter Nine
Aurora
Ijerk awake to the sensation of someone being in my room. It takes my eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness but when they do, I see that Gabriel is standing at the foot of my bed.
“Gabriel?” I whisper into the night. After leaving my father behind, I haven’t been in the best of moods. Gabriel has kept his distance so it’s shocking to see him in my room. “What are you doing?”
Without a word, he kneels onto the bed and rips the blanket off me. I gasp. He grabs my ankles and pulls me towards him before flipping me onto my stomach. His hand connects to my backside, stinging my skin. I cry out and yet, I don’t fight it like I should.
Gabriel still doesn’t speak as he spanks me over and over again. Each one hurts more but I find my hips rising up to meet his hand. I need this, I realize. I need him to hurt me like this.
But the moment the thought comes, shame fills my stomach. Wanting this should be the last thing I should be thinking.
Gabriel shoves my nightgown around my hips and yanks my panties down. His hand presses right to my pussy, making me moan. Despite how much Gabriel scares and frustrates me, there’s a sexiness about him that I can’t deny. It’s his power. His darkness.
I buck my hips unashamedly against his hand until I feel the growing sensation of an orgasm through me. He denied me one the other day. It hurt that I let him touch me likethat and he messed with me to teach me a lesson. All because I went into his room and saw that family photo.
Gabriel rubs me harder and harder until an explosion of pleasure washes over me. As soon as he touched me, he pulls away. I watch him leave my room without saying a thing to me.
Tears hit me and I cry every single emotion right out of me.
That’s the moment I jerk awake in bed. With a gasp, I look around, realizing everything had been a dream. To my disappointment, I’m back in the bedroom at Gabriel’s house, away from my father.
But Gabriel isn’t in my room. There’s no one here.
I’m ashamed to admit that I feel a slight disappointment knowing that Gabriel wasn’t actually here touching me. It was for the best that it was a dream and yet…
That’s when I feel something…
Arousal between my legs. I press my legs together to get it to stop but it only intensifies the pleasure. I had a sex dream about Gabriel. What is wrong with me? And why do I feel so turned on right now?
My body doesn’t know what it wants. My head is telling me to hate Gabriel and my heart is broken at leaving my father behind. But my body… it wants him. What does that say about me? I don’t even want to question it.
