Chapter 88
“Drinking,” she slurred, showing just how drunk she was. However, he could still hear her and he felt the bitterness in her voice. “Isn’t that obvious?”
He set the bottle down harder than he intended, fighting the fire that raged inside him not just from the drug, but from the fact that Zabelle continued drinking
She would wake up with a splitting headache, there was no doubt about it and there was a possibility she would puke her insides out.
Her eyes narrowed as she stood, swaying slightly but keeping her gaze locked on his
“Tell me something, Antonio. Did you kiss Vanessa because I haven’t been fulfilling my duties?” The word dripped with venom, and before he could respond, she pulled the string of her corset gown with trembling hands.
“Zabelle,” he said sharply, his voice strained as he took a step back. “Stop,” he told her.
But she didn’t. He didn’t know how she was able to pull the ropes out of the gown, but she did, and she stepped closer to him, her movements unsteady yet deliberate
“Is that it? Is this what you want from me?” she asked, her tone challenging yet vulnerable
“I have been a terrible wife. You need to be satisfied, and I have been denying you that satisfaction.”
“Zabelle it’s not that,” Antonio told her.
“Oh when was the last time you fucked someone!” Zabelle asked him.
Antonio did a double–take at the woman standing in front of him. The sober Zabelle blushed at the tiniest thing, there was no way she would use such language.
“Answer me, Antonio and truthfully!” She demanded.
“Zabelle, stop this and go to bed, Antonio ordered her. He could have chosen to leave her but knowing her, she would find a way and get more alcohol.
“No wonder you went to Vanessa Zabelle remarked.
“How many times do I have to tell you that I didn’t go to your he was unable to complete his words as Zabelle slipped out of the gown she was wearing to expose her lingerie, her very sexy lingerie.
Antonio’s pulse raced, his restraint hanging by a thread.
Every instinct screamed at him to look away, to leave, but the drug coursing through his veins made it agonizingly difficult to think clearly.
Even if he wasn’t under the influence of the drug be doubted he would be able to look away.
Fuck, Zabelle was sexy! He used to think she was skinny, but she had curves in all of the right places.
Without wasting time, she closed the gap and reached out to his button. He had already taken off his jacket and had loosened his tie
“Knough!” he growled, grabbing her arms gently but firmly to stop her. “This isn’t you. You don’t want this, Zabelle.”
The tension in the room was suffocating, and despite his best efforts, the aphrodisiac coursing through his veins made every second a battle against himself.
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