Gun 04

Warning: R-18. Mature content ahead.

Elaine

I waited for Louis to return to the dining room, but thirty minutes had already passed, so I decided not to eat. I had also lost my appetite.

As I passed by the bookshelf, I noticed the book I wanted to read earlier was now on the lower shelf, so I grabbed it and went up to the room where I had been resting earlier.

There was probably nothing wrong with lying down here. They had plenty of rooms.

“Nerd.”

I quickly sat up from the bed when I heard the man who had approached Louis earlier.

“What are you doing here? Where’s Louis? And who are you?” I asked, quickly grabbing a pillow to defend myself in case he had bad intentions.

He chuckled. “Chill. Louis just asked me to tell you not to wait for him because he has something to do with Mariella. He missed his ex so much. Do you know that?”

His words felt like a sharp sting to my heart, but I reminded myself that our marriage was just to pay off my father’s debt.

“I’ll go ahead,” he said.

He was about to leave when I stopped him.

“Thank you for informing me,” I said sarcastically as he walked away. I sat back on the bed, unable to stop holding my temples.

Two hours later, I didn’t even realize I had fallen asleep.

I went downstairs to ask if I could borrow some clothes, but I was surprised when the maid left and came back, handing me a filled paper bag.

I went to the bathroom and started taking a shower. This was refreshing.

I quickly wrapped my body with a towel when the door opened.

“What are you doing here? Get out, you rude!” I shouted. My eyes widened when I realized it was Louis. He slowly approached me and grabbed my wrist.

“Mariella . . . ,” Louis whispered and gently kissed me.

I furrowed my brow and quickly pushed Louis away. I didn’t know why, but instead of feeling happy, I felt annoyed.

“Get out, Louis. I’m taking a shower,” I said. Honestly, I shouldn’t feel angry because I wasn’t supposed to be important to Louis. I was only a payment for my father’s debt to the Montemayors.

I knew Louis didn’t like me either, especially since the man who came to the room earlier told me not to wait for him because he was going to meet Mariella, his ex.

“Wife . . . I’m sorry, I know it’s you,” Louis whispered, lowering his head. His breath hit my neck, sending a strange warmth through my body.

“What’s wrong, Louis? You’re drunk, get out!” I shouted, but the truth was, there was something within me pulling me towards him as our faces inched close.

“Your scent is like a drug to me. When I inhale it, I can’t stop looking for you,” Louis said. I was speechless by his words, and I was sure my face was as red as a tomato.

The hot water from the shower hit us both.

“Louis . . . ,” I said softly.

No voice was coming from my throat, and it felt like something was stuck.

I just closed my eyes when Louis suddenly pulled me in to kiss me.

I wanted to push him away, but I couldn’t. There was a part of me that liked what he was doing.

When it was over, he stared at me. “It sounds sexy when you say my name. Do it again,” Louis said. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling.

“It’s your turn. I also want to hear my name from you,” I replied. He grabbed the ends of my hair and twirled it around his fingers.

“I asked first, baby.”

What was he saying? Baby? Cringe. Come on, self, stop fooling yourself into thinking you don’t feel giddy, even though your smile could light up the room.

“Louis . . . ,” I murmured.

“Okay, your turn,” I added, holding Louis’ waist to tickle him, but I was surprised when I touched something else.

His hard abs.

It just dawned on me that I was only covered by a towel while Louis was soaking wet from the shower.

“Wife, you’re making me horny,” Louis said.

My eyes widened when he pulled the towel from my body.

Shame overwhelmed me as I saw him stare at my body, which I quickly covered. My right hand was on my private part, while my left was on my chest.

“Get out, Louis! I’m counting to three—one!” I shouted.

Louis just laughed and took off his shirt.

I almost dropped my jaw, but this wasn’t the time to ogle his six-pack abs!

“Two!” I said.

“What? I think you enjoy seeing my topless body,” Louis said with a grin as he moved closer.

I closed my eyes because I wasn’t sure if I could handle it; I might end up guilty.

“You know what, you shouldn’t be shy because this is the most beautiful view I’ve ever seen,” Louis complimented as he slowly moved my hand away from my private area.

It had only been two days since we met, but I already felt a sense of ease around him. Maybe Louis was just doing this because his parents told him to? I didn’t know anymore.

I tried to close my eyes to see if I would wake up from this dream, but when I opened them, Louis’ lake-blue eyes were the first thing I noticed.

A smile crept onto Louis’ lips.

He was definitely more handsome when he smiled compared to his usual serious expression.

“Ugh, how many women have you said that to?” I teased, not wanting to let my guard down against his flowery words. I was sure he had said the same thing to Mariella or his flings.

“What do you mean?” Louis asked, furrowing his brows.

“Maybe you’ve told Mariella that when you saw her body,” I scoffed. I didn’t know why I was asking something I already knew the answer to.

Why was I asking? Was I hoping to hear him deny it?

“I’m done showering,” I said bitterly, grabbing the towel that had fallen. I walked out of the bathroom, but Louis suddenly pulled my hand, causing me to fall into his chest.

“I don't know what bullshit Tyron said to you, but forget what he said. And to answer your question, I never did,” Louis explained.

I tilted my head to meet his eyes.

“You’re the only one I find beautiful,” Louis whispered, and I looked away.

When I processed what Louis said, I almost wanted to hide in his chest from embarrassment.

Silence filled the space between us until Louis let go and was about to leave the bathroom.

“Let’s shower together. I’ll feel guilty if you get sick,” I said.

I didn’t know where I was getting the courage to say that to him.

Louis slowly walked up to me, held my chin, and without warning, he kissed me.

“I don’t know how to kiss. What’s the step?” I thought to myself.

When Louis saw I wasn’t moving my lips, he spoke, “Part your lips, so my tongue has access.”

I did what he said, and the kiss became more passionate. I felt him lift me as we moved toward the bathtub.

“Uhm,” I moaned softly when he bit my lower lip while laying me down in the bathtub. Luckily, it was dry, and there was enough space for us to move freely.

Should I give in now? But what about my thoughts on marriage? One touch from Louis, and it felt like I was ready to give in.

“Wife . . . ,” Louis whispered. Slowly, his lips moved down to my neck, then to my chest.

I felt a tickling sensation whenever Louis’ lips touched my skin, stopping in the middle of my chest as he sucked, which made me moan.

He left a mark there.

“Your body is so lecherous,” Louis muttered while slowly squeezing my left breast with his hand, his lips tracing circles on my right breast, sending a new sensation throughout my body.

“Ah . . . L-Louis,” I moaned softly, unable to take my eyes off what he was doing.

He continued working on my chest while one hand traveled down to my underwear.

“You’re wet,” Louis whispered.

I quickly covered my face out of embarrassment.

Did he really need to say that to me?

I heard him laugh as he removed my hands from my face. “Wife, can you unbutton my pants? I have a huge surprise for you,” Louis said, positioning his face to meet mine.

I had no choice but to continue, especially after we had already started. The only problem now was how I would walk tomorrow.

I nodded and slowly started undoing the buttons on his pants, then unzipped the zipper.

When his pants were lowered, I saw his white Calvin Klein boxer briefs. His masculinity was clearly outlined, and I couldn’t help but swallow.

“W-Will that fit in me?” I asked as I pulled down his boxer shorts.

His manhood was right in front of my face.

“Wanna check?” Louis asked with a mischievous grin, lifting my face to meet his.

He kissed me again, slowly trailing down to where I was already wet.

“L-Louis, wait. This is embarrassing,” I murmured, trying to push him away, but he just removed my hands.

I hadn’t even shaved yet!

“Wife, no need to be shy,” Louis said while his warm breath hit my most sensitive part, causing an arousal within me.

Louis removed the fabric blocking my private area and began tracing his tongue along my intimate parts. “Ahhh . . . L-Louis,” I trembled as I moaned. I didn’t know where to turn because of the overwhelming pleasure I felt.

Louis continued licking me, and I couldn’t help but press his head into me when it felt too good.

After a while, I was gasping for air as though something was digging deep inside me.

I felt like I was about to explode from what he was doing.

“I’m coming,” I whispered. I was shocked when Louis slid his tongue inside me, giving me an even more intense pleasure.

When I felt myself nearing my release, I lifted my hips until I came.

“You taste so good,” Louis said, licking up what I had released.

He slowly positioned himself in front of me.

“Can I?” he asked, and I just nodded.

He was about to enter when a loud sound from a cell phone interrupted us.

Louis sighed and cursed, “Fuck.”

It seemed like the call was important, so I told him to answer it while I laughed at his childlike reaction, as though he had been deprived of candy.

Before answering the phone, Louis kissed me. “We’ll continue later. I think you should wash yourself now,” he said, then left.

I was left in a daze, thinking about everything that had happened.

How would I face Louis next time?

When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Louis frowning while speaking on the phone.

His gaze shifted to me, so he stood up, kissed my forehead, and said, “I have important business to do. You should sleep first.”

I looked at him as though I didn’t believe he was actually going to work.

“Fuck. Convince my wife, Volstrige,” Louis ordered on the phone.

I furrowed my brow, but he put the call on speaker.

“Miss Elaine, I just want to inform you that our boss is needed here because the spy in our organization has been caught. Thank you very much and consider our plea,” the man said on the phone, the caller’s name showing as Volstrige.

I couldn’t help but laugh; it sounded like he was asking his mom for permission to go out.

“Okay, be careful, hubby,” I said, hugging Louis. He froze in place, but when he recovered, he hugged me back with a kiss.

“Hmm. Can you repeat what you said?” Louis asked when we broke the kiss. I just smiled at him and jumped onto the bed.

As if I was going to repeat that.

“Goodnight, Mr. Montemayor!” I teased, grinning at him. I turned my back to him, holding my chest because it was pounding.

“Wife,” Louis whispered from behind me.

“Boss, save the lovey-dovey stuff for later, we’re all being swarmed with ants here,” Volstrige joked, which made Louis furrow his brows and hang up the call.

“I’ll go now,” Louis said, kissing the top of my head before leaving the room.

I buried my face in the pillow and screamed out of excitement.

Don’t fall for it, self. You’ve got this!

But how?