Page 57 of Vow of Darkness
He shoves his fingers deep inside of me and I can’t hold back any longer. My second orgasm rips through me, making me clamp down on his fingers.
I shudder and shake as Gabriel whispers into my ear, “That’s my good girl.” He plants a kiss to my cheek. I shut my eyes to resist the urge to cry.
He pulls away from me and walks out of the room, leaving me alone, the silk ties abandoned on the floor.
Chapter Fourteen
Aurora
Gabriel keeps his distance from me for days to the point where I start to miss him. I never thought I would miss him. But I remember seeing his face when I got hurt. The worry there. I know he has the ability to care for others. I know he cares for me.
It was obvious the way he rushed me to the hospital. The way he looked scared if I was hurt when I got hit by the airbag. The possessiveness in him when it comes to me.
I don’t hate Gabriel like I should, especially after learning about his family. It makes so much sense. His entire family was killed right before his eyes and the man who did it to him gave him the scar on his face. I understand why he wants Giovanni dead and I don’t blame him. If someone killed my father, I would want them dead too.
I should want Gabriel dead for even putting my father in his cell in the first place but I just… don’t. Not when I know Gabriel is providing food for my dad. Not when Gabriel didn’t kill him when he easily could have.
There’s a horrible darkness in Gabriel but there’s also hope there. That’s why it hurts even more when he pushes me away like this. I am his wife. We’re bound together forever. We have to try and make this marriage work because if we can’t… I don’t even want to think about my life then.
I don’t want to be miserable forever.
I wake up in the night. My wrist is itching from the stitches. The bandage in place is keeping everything protected. I still can’t believe I was so close to dying. My dad doesn’t even know. It’s probably for the best.
Something makes me get out of bed. Another instinct. Is Gabriel torturing someone in the basement again?
But when I make my way to the hallway that leads to the dungeon, I don’t hear anything. No screaming.
I walk past the windows that lead out to the backyard to see a figure in the darkness. The faint light from the back porch helps illuminate Gabriel as he heads to the hedge maze. What is he doing out there this late at night?
I have to know.
My body propels me outside before I even think about what I am doing. The glow of the moon lights up the air, helping me to see. Gabriel is walking into the maze with determination.
I can’t help but think of the party he threw out here – the orgy. He hasn’t done one since that time. Since he killed George. Since he married me.
What life does Gabriel live? A lonely one, I’ve gathered. He keeps himself at bay from others, even the ones who attended his party. He never joined them in the ‘festivities.’
The summer air is warm even at night but despite that, goosebumps break out on my skin. My footsteps don’t make a sound in the grass.
I enter the maze and catch a glimpse of Gabriel up ahead. Without thinking, I follow him.
He walks with purpose. What is he doing?
I keep following him until he reaches the center of the maze. Where he’s stopped in the center. I stay behind the wall, sneaking a look at him. Gabriel, under the glow of the moon, takes his shirt off. I’ve never seen him shirtless until now. He’s always held that part of him back from me.
His chest is a thing of beauty. Strong and muscular. Dusting of hair down his chest to his stomach. Masculine. It makes my body tingle.
He doesn’t take his pants off though, I notice, but he does kick his shoes off. I watch as he curls his toes into the grass, as if he were a kid again. My own bare feet tickle in the grass. My silk nightgown doesn’t offer me any protection, ending at my knees. The thin straps can easily fall down, as I know since Gabriel has pulled this exact dress down on me many times now.
I observe him. He looks up to the moon, shutting his eyes. A sense of peace overcomes his expression. Why this place? Why this night?
I feel like I shouldn’t be seeing this. Like it’s too intimate.
I take a step back but I’m not quiet enough.
Gabriel’s eyes snap open. “Who’s there?”
I go quiet, hiding behind the wall. If I take off running now, he’ll hear me. It’s all pointless anyway.
