2 - Infidelity

Fraya's Pov

As the first rays of morning light filtered through the curtains, I stirred from my sleep, squinting as my eyes adjusted to the brightness. I gently got up, trying not to wake the sleeping male who was still snoring lightly. My mind was already reeling with the busy day ahead. I made my way to the kitchen and set the coffee machine whirring, the comforting aroma quickly filling the kitchen. I waited patiently, tapping my perfectly Manicured nails on the counter top as I watch the coffee brew. As I waited, I couldn't shake off the tinge of anxiety that had been gnawing at me, I haven't gone home in over two days.

I poured the coffee into two black mugs, the steam dancing upwards. I carefully balanced the cups on a tray and ascended the stairs to the room. Caleb was still sleeping. I carefully placed the tray on the table and climbed on the bed peppering kisses on his head, cheeks and nose.

He stired in his sleep, his eyes opening ever so slowly and I found myself getting drowned in his blue eyes.

"Good morning." His morning voice was enough to send me into waves of esctacy.

"Morning my love, how was your night?" I gently kissed his neck, my lips lingering there for a minute as I sucked and bite. I felt him swallow hard.

"If you keep doing that, we will have to have a repeat of last night my love."

"I doubt you would have the strength left in you, after what I put you through last night."

"Is that a challenge Freya?" I brought my lips to his ear lope, gently taking the flesh in-between my teeth.

"Yes it is." And that did it. In one swift motion, he had my back on the bed and his body hovering over mine. His fingers raked through my blonde hair, turning my hair into a mess. A mess that I do love. With unexpected gentleness, his lips found my neck and ears, this man absolutely knows my sweetspots. My eyes flutter at the pleasure I felt, I wrapped my legs around his waist as I ran my fingers through his hair. He kept pleasing me with his lips until I became a writhing mass of mess under him.

His lips soon found my left n***le, and through the silk black rope, his tongue covered the pink bud. I let out a breathless moan as I couldn't hold it in anymore.

I let my arms roam his back, nails scratching but he didn't seem to mind. He untied the knot of my rope, his eyes feeding on my bare body.

"Beautiful." He rasped out. I sat up, quickly helping him discard his shorts, my j**ce flowing down to the sheets. Once done I lay back down and allowed him ravish my body just as he has done the night before.

"Freya, Freya, wake up." I groaned, stretching my arms.

"What time is it?"

"It's past 2:00pm my love."

I scrambled into the bathroom to brush my teeth, tie my hair into a rough bun, and secured a white robe around my body. Caleb was sitted by the desk, going over a pile of documents, his focused expression softened by the warm glow of the lamb by the table. He raised his head in my direction as I walked in, his features liting up with a smile. He handed me a mug of the coffee I had made earlier, but this time it had ice cubes in it.

"Thank you." I smiled gratefully taking a sip of the cold coffee.

"Let's talk business baby." He took my hands in his as we both walked over to the grey lush couch and sank into it, documents spread out in front of us. I shifted nervously, feeling the weight of the decisions they were about to make pressing down on me, but I know I will do anything for this man. "Caleb, are we doing the right thing? Taking everything from him seems to be too drastic, we should leave maybe a twenty percent shares with him."

I bit on my lips nervously, I might not be a saint but I am not so much of a monster.

"Freya, don't get soft now please." His voice held a murmur to it, his eyes taking me in. His lips found mine as his hands interwined with mine.

"This is for us my love, let's push through with it." I nodded my head at him and we continued going over the documents before us, drafting out plans, pen and markers in hands. After three hours of being hunched over on documents and papers, a knock on the door interrupted the serenity of the room.

"Come in." Caleb's voice ordered. Mr Fadmin, the butler walked in, holding a pink shopping bag.

"Good evening Sir," he turned his face towards me "good evening madam. This was delivered with your name on it sir." He handed the bag to Caleb who dismissed him. I watched as the old man shut the door behind him, before turning my gaze to Caleb. A flicker of emotions crossed his expression, but he was quick to conceal it. I looked at him questioningly.

"I got this for you, but it wasn't supposed to be delivered with you here, it was meant to be a surprise."

My heart warmed at his thoughtfulness, I moved closer to him as I enveloped him in a hug.

"It doesn't matter how it was delivered, what matters most to me is you thinking of me on random days and buying gifts for me."

"I love you Freya."

"I love you too Caleb."

He passed the bag to me and I shoved my hands inside, pulling out it's content. It was a black box. I opened the box and was astonished by the beautiful necklace resting in it. I pulled the silver jewelry out, my fingers lightly grazing it. It is a heart shaped necklace, the smallest heart I have ever seen. It looked delicate and I loved it.

I squealed excitedly, hugging Caleb some more.

"Do you like it?" He scratched the back of his head nervously.

"Do I like it, are you kidding me, I love it." He chuckled softly, taking the jewelry from me.

"Turn around." I did as told, pulling my hair to the side as he clasped the jewelry around my neck.

I hugged him again for the umpteenth time, I love the fact that I find solace in this man's arms.

"Let's get something to eat, I'm sure the chefs would have prepared something for us to eat." I thought about his offer for a minute, I needed to go to my kids, but I absolutely love spending time with Caleb. He stretched his arms towards me to pull me off the couch as he was already on his feet and I gladly complied, my initial thoughts of leaving now buried at the back of my mind.

I squealed as he suddenly carried me in bridal style, his lips tugged downwards, a smirk forming arounds it's edge. I playfully hit his chest, feeling the mass of flesh move as he laughed out loud.

We got to the kitchen and he set me on my feet making sure I was steady on the ground before guiding me towards the dinning table.

Caleb pulled out a chair for me, tugged me in, and settled on one of the chairs. We made random talks as the chefs began settling the table, bringing out an array of different meals.

My mouth watered as I saw a bowl of spaghetti and meatballs being placed in the table, and I knew that will be the first meal I will eat. I served a hearty portion of spaghetti and meatballs on my plate and began shoving it down my throat.

"Easy there tiger." I ignored Caleb's tease, making sure to stay focused on devouring as much food as possible. I was served a bowl of fruits which I also finished under Caleb's gaze.

"It never ceases to amaze me how much food you can devour."

"In my defense, I haven't had any meal for the whole day." I shut my eyes as I rubbed my stomach in satisfaction.

"It's time for me to leave." I sighed dejectedly.

Caleb's jaw clenched as my words registered in his head, his fingers balled into a fist.

"I wish you don't have to go back Freya, I want to have you all to myself. When I wake up, I want you to be the first person I see, and when I go to bed, I want you to be the last person I see. I want you with every fiber of my being."

My inside turned and tightened at his words. Caleb is a man of very few words, so him expressing himself was a big deal to me.

"I wish for the same thing Caleb, and soon we will both be together, just give me a little more time."

I ran my hand along the back of his head, trying to offer comfort and get a smile off him.

"Alright, let's get you home."

"No, I will take a cab."

He nodded his head. I want upstairs to get dressed and Caleb had already booked my ride. I waved goodbye to Caleb and the driver took off. My eyes were beginning to feel heavy by the time the ride came to an end. I got out of the car, not bothering to pay as Caleb had already done that.

I ignored the looks and greetings I got from the guards and other workers as I walked inside the house.

"Mummy, mummy." My two kids came running towards me but I was already exhausted. I patted their heads gently, leaving them with the nanny as I made my way upstairs. I showered and got ready for bed, barely noting the fact that my husband isn't back home.

The sound from my phone ringing had me picking up the device, Caleb's name showed on the screen and my fatigue disappeared into thin air as a smile took over my features.

"Hey, are you home yet?"

"Yes love."

"Where's your husband?" He asked almost quietly. I looked round the room before replying,

"Your brother isn't home yet Caleb."