Arthur’s POV
Their normal routine was eating breakfast together, they don’t even exchange words besides greeting each other and then Gabriel leaves for work and Bella leaves afterwards.
They come home and they eat dinner together and they go to bed, separately.
The only time they got to talk more than five words to each other was when their family called for a small dinner party. They have to act like they’re the perfect couple but after each night, it goes back to normal.
Bella couldn’t take it anymore.
She knew Gabriel was working in his study and she went to meet him, to talk to him but after seeing the man in just small shorts that were inching closer towards his thick thighs and his black tank top hugging his body, she lost it.
She shuts the door, stepping closer to her husband and then gets on top of him, basically straddling him.
The man is surprised because Bella has never come into his study. She’s straddling the man and she grabs her husband’s free hands, dropping it on her waist and her own hands circling the man’s hands.
“Please—just fuck me. How long will I keep trying to make the move on you?. I want you so bad and we’re married. We’ve been married for three years and you haven’t made love to me, you haven’t even touched me. Do I not seem desirable enough to you?. What do you want me to do?” Bella said, eyes pleading as the same eyes dropped to her husband’s parted lips and she gulped.
“Get off my lap.” Gabriel said, dropping her hands from Saint’s waist.
“Please, I'm sorry if I did something to upset you. I’ll change but I just—just this night, I want you to touch me. Is that so hard to do?”
“I’m too busy.”
“Busy?” Bella scoffs, clearly in disbelief. “Even at night when I come to your bed, you always tell me to leave. Do you not want me at all?”
“Just get off and we’ll talk.”
Bella shakes her head at the man, seeing the way the man’s face scrunch up a little in pleasure.
“Fuck me, please. Even if it’s just tonight.”
“I told you to fucking get off me!!” The man says, voice rising and Bella flinches at the man and she reluctantly gets up, eyes stinging with tears.
“Why did you even marry me?”
“You know the exact reason and I'm not obligated to make love to you or please you in any way. Just get out of my study.”
Bella wonders how he says things like that to her without feeling any sort of remorse or consideration for her feelings.
“God, I hate you.” That was all Bella had said before she walked out of the man’s study, she shuts the door louder than normal and walks into her room.
Once she shuts the door, she slumps down on the bed and starts bawling.
“That’s the height of it, I wish he gets run over by a truck and his dick gets crushed so he’s not able to use it on anyone else that isn’t me”
“That sounds so silly and cruel.”
“I need to leave this house for some air.”
“I need to go to a bar, a club, a strip club, a gay bar...anywhere from that bastard.”
Bella mumbled to herself as she started searching through her closet, picking out a white top and leather shorts, putting them on immediately.
She fixed her hair, perfectly gelled to the side and a few strands falling into her face. She doesn’t wear too much make-up, just enough to make her look prettier.
She stared at how she looked in the mirror and grabbed her wallet, staring at her husband’s debit card and she swore she was going to spend so much tonight.
She grabbed a pair of white heels, putting it on immediately and running downstairs, ignoring the looks some of the house-helps gave her and she rushed out to the garage.
She stares at her husband’s black lamborghini and grabs the keys from the small cabinet where they store numerous car keys.
“Might as well crash this car, so he knows I'm upset” Bella murmurs to herself and drives out of the garage.
That was how she ended up in the bar, and then in bed with a complete stranger.
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(PRESENT DAY)
Bella’s eyes lazily open and she looks around her environment, her eyes widening and she gets up. She sees the man she had an amazing night with beside her, sleeping soundly and she wants to appreciate his beauty but she can’t be here any longer.
She slips away from the man’s hand that was draped on her waist and searches around the room for her clothes.
She puts her clothes on immediately, taking the man’s shirt off and setting it on his bed. She looks around frantically for her car keys and finds it.
She rushes downstairs immediately, grabbing her shoes and walks outside the man’s house, she groans when the sun hits her and she stares at her phone, turning the device on as she gets into her car, driving out of the man’s huge compound and sets on the road.
“Jesus, what did I do?. I was sober so I can't use being drunk as an excuse because I wasn't drunk. I wanted that, I wanted all that herself . What the hell is the time?” Bella murmurs to herself as sees it’s almost two in the afternoon.
She curses under her breath and knows exactly what’s waiting for her at home. She doesn’t help but think back to last night and she starts smiling to herself. She finally got what she wanted and it was better than she anticipated.
She didn’t get the man’s name and she thinks it’s for the best since they definitely won’t see each other again.
Her body still hurts but she doesn’t mind, it’s the good kind of pain and she’s not completely putting pressure on her lower body.
Oh shit, she forgot her butt plug.
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Bella rushes out of the car, taking a deep breath before walking into the house and she sees Gabriel, her husband, standing in the living room with his hands on his waist.
Gabriel turns to see Bella and even though he doesn’t show how relieved he was that his husband is fine, he still feels his heart finally settle.
Bella fumbles with her fingers as she steps closer to him, ready for insults to be rained at her.
“Where the hell are you coming from?. I checked up on you last night and you weren’t in your room.” Gabriel said calmly.
“Oh, now you’re worried about me?” Bella asks, sarcasm dripping from her tone and her husband blinks at her.
“Don’t fuck around with me, I’m not joking.”
Well I got fucked, something you can’t do. Bella says in her head and she almost chuckles before she sees the annoyed look on Gabriel’s face.
“I went to the club and I slept at a hotel.”
“Why did you turn your phone off?”
“I’m a twenty five year old woman and not a toddler. I don’t need you chewing me out over staying out. I’m not a teenager either and you’re certainly not my parents.”
“I’m your fucking husband!!!”
Bella scoffed, she’s really had enough at the point but she still knows how to remain calm.
“A husband that barely acts like one. I don’t think you even know how I feel whenever I see your nose buried in a pile of documents, reading shit. You’re not the only young rich businessman on earth for fuck’s sake. You don’t give me attention, you don’t touch me, you barely engage in conversations with me and you call yourself my husband?. Don’t kid yourself.”
Gabriel steps closer, grabbing the front of Bella’s top, squeezing and crumpling the material.
“Listen to me and listen good, your life is basically in my hands. I don’t have to remind you that you’re mine and I don’t need you leaving this house and staying out. I still don’t have to remind you that I’m your husband and you should always tell me your whereabouts. I don’t want this to ever repeat itself, am I clear?”
Bella blinks back her tears and nods.
Arthur’s POVGabriel isn’t exactly wrong. Bella knows how much he does for her family and so she always tries her best not to provoke Gabriel so his family doesn’t end up suffering alongside her.“When I ask a question, I need you to be vocal. I’m gonna ask you again, I hope you know that your soul belongs to me and your life is in my hands?”“Yes, I know that and I'm sorry for staying out without telling you. I—I won’t o do it again:” Bella says, her tears finally falling on her face and she stares at her husband’s eyes, searching for sympathy but it’s just an icy cold look she gets.
Arthur’s POV Her mind is bargaining with herself , coming up with possible explanations because there’s absolutely no way any of this is happening, it can’t even be countered as a coincidence. Bella turns away from the man, suddenly so self conscious and she tries to ignore the nauseous feeling in her stomach. “Baby, are you okay?” Gabriel asks and she wants to roll her eyes at him so bad. She would’ve died after hearing the name of endearment but she preferred to hear it from someone else, the man from last night and the man who was now sitting beside the other guys, directly facing her. She tries to avoid his eyes at all cost, doesn’t bother engaging in conversations and she knows the man keeps looking at her but she dares not meet his eyes. She feels dizzy from being so anxious, what if the man says something to Gabriel . Oh God. She can’t breathe properly either and she doesn’t know if it’s the right time to excuse herself and walk back to her room, shut her and pray she ge
Arthur’s POV Bella stares at her phone even though it’s 2am and her phone finally starts ringing and the sound startled her but there’s a smile on her face when she sees ‘Mason’ on the screen.She picks up, chewing her lip and holding back her smiles.“That was fast, were you waiting for my call?”Bella can hear the amusement in the man’s tone.“I just happened to be with my phone.”“Sure, I believe you. How are you?”“I’m fine, I guess, I'm just anxious. What about you?”“I’m okay, what’s making you anxious?”Bella sighs at the question, cuddles closer to a pillow.“What I’m doing, with you. It’s- Ughmm- it’s wrong.”“Don’t overthink it and I won't do whatever you’re not okay with. Gabriel won’t find out either, I promise.” Mason says and Bella can hear the sincerity in her voice and she believes him.“Okay.”Bella stays silent because she’s awkward this way and she doesn't know what else to say."Saint?""Mhmm?""You looked so pretty today by the way."Their conversation afterwards
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Arthur’s POV Bella is back on her seat. Mason had something to discuss with Gabriel and they moved to a quiet corner to talk about it but she didn't miss the looks she was getting from Mason.She couldn't help it, she was smiling because she liked the way Mason was looking at her then at her plate of untouched steak. She starts eating anyways, regaining back her appetite only because she wants to do something too, for Mason.*"I'm coming over tomorrow. I don't need too much stuff since I'm only staying at your place for a week." Mason tells Gabriel and the man nods, his eyes stopping at Bella who's now eating.Mason followed the trail of Gabriel’s eyes and smirked when he could see Gabriel watching Bella."What did you say to her in the bathroom? She’s suddenly eating." Gabriel inquired with his eyes never leaving Bella who's now drinking her water, a pout visible on her rosy lips."She was crying and then I asked him why, she said it was nothing and she was overreacting. I asked if
Arthur’s POV She wants to focus on anything else and not at the two men standing in front of her husband's home office, saying things she can't hear.She looks at them again and Gabriel's hand is around Destiny’s waist, caressing it."I have a nice and small waist too, good enough to hold." Bella mumbles to herself, she's pathetic at this point. She drops the cup in the sink, reaching for the can of orange juice in the fridge and drinking directly from the can. She stops drinking to look at the two figures again and this time, her eyes are wide when she sees them kissing.It's not a rough kiss but—but they're kissing like lovers. Bella swallows when Gabriel meets her eyes, she doesn't stop kissing the woman in front of him who's now exploring Gabriel's chest with her smaller hands and Bella wants nothing more than to be in her position.She finally gives up and takes her orange juice outside to take a walk and maybe water the gardens to take her mind off what she saw.She feels hot
Arthur's POVIt's Saturday and that meant one thing, both Bella and Gabriel weren't going to work, and usually Bella would be happy to stay home, but after seeing her husband with another woman last night, she dreaded seeing him this morning.She couldn't stay in her room forever, so she went downstairs. Hair a little wet from her shower, and she's just in brown slacks and a nude singlet.Cute.She doesn't see Gabriel in the dining room like always. He's always the first one to wake up, and Bella smiles bitterly.He's probably still asleep after whatever he did with Destiny—the woman's name makes Bella click her tongue in irritation.But that doesn't mean she doesn't tag Destiny as being lucky, waking up next to Gabriel and getting greeted in a sleepy groggy voice must feel really nice.Bella really needs to stop thinking so much about it, or she'll keep ripping the bandage off old wounds.The head housekeeper, Caroline, sees her approaching the kitchen, and she smiles sadly at her.S
Arthur's POV Caroline was Bella's friend, she's been away for a while and she hasn't been reachable so Bella has no one else to talk to, to vent to, except Caroline.She understood her, she listened to her problems, she cuddled her to sleep whenever she cried longer than usual, she never judged Bella for acting so desperate for Gabriel's love and attention, she never belittled her whenever she continuously and shamelessly kept throwing herself at Gabriel like a bag of chips tossed and shared amongst friends.She was her only alibi, that one person that genuinely cared about her.Her parents were more focused on rebuilding their food company, and Bella didn't want to be a burden. She would hear the same thing, how she's a grownup and needs to fix her own problems by herself.It wasn't a lie, she's not a child, and nobody is going to come running to her to wipe her tears when she falls and scratches her knee on the marble floor.No. She has to get up, wipe her knees clean, wipe her tea