Heartbroken Night.

Gabriel tugged his tie loose as he walked over to the bed. The duvet had rolled down to the edge of the bed, exposing the lacey nightgown she had worn to sleep. It was a sexy lingerie that accentuated her breasts and the curve of her hips, showing just enough skin for any man to become tempted. [She’s got a damn hot body and no man would miss that. ] Sebastian's words came back to his mind again, making Gabriel more annoyed. Why should she dress so sexy when her husband is not at home? Was she expecting any other man to spot this? No wonder so many men were lusting after her, huh? Slowly, Gabriel stalked towards the bed, his body moving on its own accord. His eyes were clouded with a strong lustful desire, and his pants were starting to feel uncomfortable as his hard-on pressed against the zipper. [I should court her, maybe see what she's made of in bed.] Those words were like demons to his ears. The more he imagined how other men would court her or even have sex with her, the more he was annoyed. She was still his wife! Reaching the bed, he slowly crawled over her and dipped his head, pressing his mouth against her neck, sucking and nibbling at her skin. Leonica felt the disturbance and woke up. "G-Gabriel?!" She questioned in surprise, her eyes adjusting to the dim lighting and making out the figure hovering over her. "Be quiet," Gabriel replied, not allowing her the chance to speak as his mouth captured hers, kissing her deep and slow, tasting her whilst she tasted the alcohol he had. However, Leonica began to fight back squirming underneath him, not at all docile and cooperative as in the past. "What are you doing?!" She yelled and tried to push him away. "What does it look like I'm doing?" Gabriel replied, his breath hot and heavy against her skin as he continued to trail kisses along her collarbone, moving lower. Anger covered her heart as the humiliating memory of their wedding night came back to Leonica. He was also drunk that night as he couldn't get over Angelina. She was expecting to be loved by her husband as his wife that night, yet he just rudely treated her as a stand-in for his ex. After that day, Grandma reprimanded Gabriel severely and he never came home drunk again. Let alone they were going to divorce, Leonica never thought she'd have to repeat that horrible night. What the heck did she do wrong to let him humiliate her again and again? "This isn't right, you're drunk, so stop!" Leonica protested, her voice shaky as she continued to resist. "Not right? Didn't you say we were still married? Then you have to please your husband!" Gabriel commanded as his hand gripped her waist strongly to stop her from struggling. Leonica felt his fingers dig into her waist and immediately stopped, not wanting the strength he was using to cause any harm to her unborn child. "Gabriel, you-" She started but her voice trailed off as his lips came crashing down on hers again, his tongue pushing into her mouth and claiming it as his. His hand traveled all over her body, groping and touching wherever they landed, and Leonica tried her best not to moan. But it was no use. Gabriel knew too well how to conquer her body. Soon, his hand was cupping her breast, squeezing and teasing the nipples, and Leonica arched her back, breaking their kiss to moan out. "That's right, moan out you slutty," Gabriel whispered in her ear, and Leonica shuddered as she felt his hand slide up her thighs, his fingers slipping underneath her panties and finding her wet core. She wanted to say something to retort yet couldn't help but gasp as she felt him slowly slip his finger inside her, pumping in and out, her arousal increasing and her walls clenching. She could feel her climax approaching, but Gabriel pulled his fingers out at the last moment and began stripping his clothes while his eyes were still gluing on her. The possessiveness in his eyes was so naked that for a moment Leonica wanted to believe he loved her. But the next second, she couldn't help but wonder if he was eyeing her as someone else. After all, Gabriel hardly ever called her name in bed. He was hard, his erection throbbing painfully against his boxers. Pulling the nightgown off her, Gabriel threw it aside and then spread her legs open. "G-Gabriel, wait." Leonica protested, placing her hand on his chest to stop him from inserting his swollen member in her, "Tell me who-" "Shut up. Just let me fuck you." Ignoring her pleas, Gabriel positioned himself in between her legs and pushed his length into her. "Ah!" Leonica cried, her hands clutching the bed sheets, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his size. He filled her and Leonica felt him thrusting deep inside her. Her heart was all sour but her body already submitted to him, jerking forward each time. And just like that, he continued to dominate her for the night, until they both reached their orgasms again and again. ** ** ** A soft groan escaped Gabriel's lips as his eyes slowly fluttered open. He was having a hangover, a bad one. His head pounded like a drum and his mouth felt like it was stuffed with cotton balls. Groaning again, Gabriel tried to sit up, his muscles screaming in protest. "Fuck." He cursed and closed his eyes shut, hoping that the pounding would stop. It didn't. Instead, memories from last night flood back into his mind, making him snap his eyes open and quickly look beside him. Leonica's naked form beside him, fast asleep; and the redden love bites that adorned her neck, telling how crazy they were last night was. Gabriel Bryce was rarely this out of control. He felt a huge wave of repulse and regret wash over him. How could he make such a mistake when everything was going to back on the right track? Was he crazy? Shaking his head, Gabriel carefully climbed out of bed and quickly dressed. With one last glance at his sleeping wife, Gabriel turned around and walked out of the room. A piece of blurry memory flashed into his mind when he set in his car with the new driver. It seemed that Leonica was trying to ask him something last night. What was that?