LOGINGABRIELLE’S POVTWO DAYS LATERI stepped out of the bath and reached for my towel.“I need to start attending physical classes,” I said, wiping my hair. “There’s not much I can do online anymore. Besides, I’m bored.”Damon didn’t respond.I glanced over at my phone and realized he was intently staring at me through the screen.“Damon?”His gaze shifted slightly, like he had been pulled out of a trance. “Hmm?”“Were you even listening?”“Of course,” he said lazily. “You said you’re thinking about attending physical classes.”I let the towel drop intentionally and turned, bending to pick it up slowly.When I looked back at my phone, Damon’s eyes were practically covering the whole screen.I faked a frown, wrapping the towel more securely around myself. “And?”His eyes moved over my damp hair and the thin line of water sliding down my shoulder before returning to my face.“That’s not fair, wife,” he said. “Especially with you standing there looking like that.”Heat rushed through me. “Lo
DAMON’S POV Anya stared at me as if I had just spoken a language she didn’t understand. Her fingers tightened in front of her until her knuckles turned white. “You’re joking.” “I never joke about my child.” Her laugh was hollow. “You think you can just take her from me?” “I’m protecting her.” “From me?” she snapped. “Yes.” Her face flushed with anger. “I see,” she finally said. “You’re letting that woman fill your head with lies.” My jaw tightened. “Gabrielle has nothing to do with this.” “She doesn’t?” Anya scoffed. “You expect me to believe that? Ever since she came into this house—” “Stop.” Anya froze. I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “You will not drag Gabrielle into your lies. You manipulated Lila. You tried to turn her against my wife.” “I was helping you!” she insisted. “No, you weren’t,” I replied. “I just spoke to Lila and she said you also made her lie about being sick.” Silence stretched between us. “She told me everything you said
GABRIELLE’S POV I screamed his name as I came. Damon clamped his hand over my mouth, muffling the sound. “Quiet, Gabrielle… someone might hear you.” My body tensed as the orgasm wracked through me, my muscles tightening around him. He stayed still for a while, then pulled out fast and thrust back in again. The moment he was fully sheathed inside me, I let out a small whimper. At the same time, I felt a hard spank on my ass. My eyes stung from intense pleasure. “Fuck, I can never get enough of you,” he murmured, lust dripping from his voice. Then he started pounding into me with a rhythm I couldn’t keep up with. My fingers gripped the marble edge as every thrust sent another waves after waves of pleasure through me. He moved fast and hard, one hand holding my waist in place and the other clamped over my mouth as he fucked me senseless. His voice lowered. “Will you keep your voice down, wife?” I nodded helplessly, willing to do whatever he asked. His hand moved from my mo
GABRIELLE’S POV Damon slid his finger out of me slowly, brushing against my clit. My knees buckled, and if he hadn’t been holding me, I would have fallen. I turned my head slightly and watched as he slowly tasted my wetness off his finger. “Please…” I begged. His hands slid slowly down my arms before he took the gun from me and dropped it on the ground beside the others. Then he turned me around. The sun framed his shoulders, making the sharp lines of his body look even more unfair. His gaze dropped briefly to my bikini before returning to my face. “That’s enough practice for today,” he said. “Don’t want to hurt your ears.” I rose on my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Why are you teaching me how to use a gun?” “No reason in particular,” he answered, his hands resting around my waist. “I was just checking a few guns because I’ll need them.” An unpleasant feeling passed through my chest. But I pushed it down and decided to focus on this moment with
GABRIELLE’S POVI was so far behind in class that I had to spend the rest of my morning catching up with my online lectures.With everything going on, doing something normal for once felt like a slice of heaven.By noon, I was tired of sitting in one spot and decided to do some light stretches when I spotted Damon outside through the window.He was seated by the pool, wiping down a gun.Not just one.Several of them were spread out on the table beside him, sleek and expensive models that gleamed under the sun.Some were already disassembled, their pieces arranged neatly in front of him.I bit my bottom lip before I could stop myself.He was shirtless, the afternoon sun glinting faintly off the thin sheen of sweat on his skin.Every time his arm moved, the muscles in his shoulders and back flexed.My gaze drifted lower.He was wearing loose black pants that hung a little too low on his waist, the fabric resting dangerously close to his hips.I forgot all about my stretches in that mome
GABRIELLE’S POVIt was obvious Anya wasn’t expecting that response from me by the look on her face.My eyes fell on a document in her hand. “What’s that?”She caught herself quickly, and handed it over to me. “This came in for you over a month ago. I had to hold on to it for safekeeping.”Hesitantly, I took the document from her.The paper felt heavier than it should have.My name was written neatly across the front, and beneath it was the name of a law firm I recognized.It was a divorce paper.My breath caught in my throat.I held on to it with more force than necessary, my fingers tightening around the edges as I opened it.The name at the top sent a chill down my spine.Damon Gravari was the petitioner.My eyes skimmed the page again, slower this time, like maybe I had read it wrong the first time.But the words didn’t change.Dissolution of marriage.I looked up slowly. “Why do you have this?”“For safekeeping,” she answered, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. “You’re we
GABRIELLE’S POV I opened my mouth to say something—anything—but the words were stuck in my throat. After a few seconds, I tried again. “Is she another one of your ex-wives?” A moment of silence passed between us. “No, we were together as teenagers,” he said, walking past me to sit on
GABRIELLE’S POV I thought my ears were playing tricks on me. Men like him don’t marry girls like you. They use them to entertain themselves, then they move on to someone on their level. Emily’s words from the last time we met echoed in my head, loud and unwelcome. I had dismissed them the
DAMON’S POV Gabrielle looked so beautiful on her knees with my cock in her mouth. No—scratch that. Ethereal was the word. She looked too good not to get ruined. God help me. I wanted to ruin her good and put her back together after but it was her first time. I had to be gentle with my del
GABRIELLE’S POV My throat ran dry and my legs didn’t cooperate with my mind. I wanted to move, to get on the bed but all I could do was stand there and stare at him. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” He asked. I nodded, my throat too tight to speak. He lifted me easily, walked across the room,







