Chapter 4: The Mistress

I was nuzzling against a warm chest as I was breathing in a masculine scent. Masculine? Not in my family was masculine, except for my father. I opened my eyes as I was being greeted by a bronze chest as I was getting away from its warmth.

"Woah, the chest will not bite you, unless you wanted to," the husky voice of waking up in the morning greeted my eardrum as I was looking into the grey eyes that I was happy to look at.

Wait for what?

"Why are you still here?" I asked him before he smirked as he was traveling down my body. I looked at it and I was still wearing that revealing lingerie. I cursed myself before I pulled the duvet against my skin.

"Well?"

"I never thought my wife would be so cold to waking up to her husband. But again, it suits you better," he said as he got off from the bed and went out of the room with a yawn.

"Oh, by the way, you missed breakfast," he said as he was smirking at me. He opened the door and get out before closing it. I looked at the clock and cursed. It was noon already and my stomach was growling as I did not eat anything after I was being kidnapped to be here. I did not think my husband was good enough to get me food, wouldn't he?

I got out of bed and I went to search for some clothing that would be much appropriate for me to get out of the room. I found an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants in black. I took a quick shower, without washing my hair before I went to put them on and get out of the room.

The mansion was nice as I was looking outside the door. I was looking right and left and there was no one here. I tiptoed onto the hallway as I smell something's cooking and my stomach growled. I followed that scent before I caught the sight of a woman as she was tossing some salad and speaking in a language that I don't understand.

"Ah, here she is," she said in the heavy accent of English. I smiled at her as she motioned me to take a seat and she brought the food to me.

"Eat, eat," she said as she was gesturing to the food. I smiled at her.

"Thank you, it is kind of you. I'm famished," I said as I went to dig in like a pig. I did not care as I was looking around the kitchen before someone elegant was coming inside the room. She was humming and when she saw me, she frowned.

She was speaking in a series of the foreign language as I was looking at her beautiful blue eyes and red hair. It was a sight to behold before she finished her sentences. I blinked at her.

"Sorry, I did not understand Turkish," I said before she sighed.

"Why did you not tell me before? I told you to get out of my sight. I was the mistress of this house and you supposed to disappear when I was in the room," she said as she was pushing me off the chair. I stumbled back before I landed on the floor as my lunch landed on me and in my hair.

"What's going on?" A voice that I was hearing since yesterday was in the kitchen. The redheaded woman went to Spencer as she was talking in a foreign language. He replied with so much gentleness that my heart was aching to tell him to stop being so nice to her.

Stop because you were flirting in front of your wife.

But of course, the red-headed woman scowled at me before she was led by Spencer to leave the room. I was staring at them before Spencer glanced over his shoulder and winked at me. I gripped my hands into a fist before they were gone. I sighed before I looked at the lunch that was being wasted.

Damn that woman and her hands.

I went to clean up the mess as I was mopping and sweeping the mess. The old lady comes back and told me that I should not have. I said it was fine and besides it was my fault. I went and cleaned it before the old lady gave me another and this time I went to the bedroom to eat it.

After I finished it, I belched. It was loud and unladylike as I don't think my husband would mind that. I was alone anyway in this room. I'm sure he was ravishing that woman to the fullest.

My heart ached at that thought as I was gripping the bedding before there was a knock on the door. I opened it and it was the old lady that was in the kitchen. She wanted to collect my plate and I gave it to her before she excused herself. As I was about to close the door, the redheaded woman came into the room as she knocked me to the floor.

"Get out!"

"Excuse me?" I asked her as I was confused about her sudden outburst.

"I said get out, you son of a bitch. You are not his wife. He is lying. I am the mistress of this house and I command you to get out of here," she said as she was dragging me by the hair. I was trying to get out of here as Spencer appeared in front of the door.

"Sofia, you are insane, let her go," he said but she turned to look at him before she shook her head.

"You know the rules, I beat her and she had to get out. If she wanted to stay she would have to beat me, now kiss me," she ordered at Spencer as he was amused by that command. I looked at them as Sofia was looking at me, smirking.

"That's right bitch, even though I was his mistress, I was the big ma'am of this house and he will do whatever I wanted him to do with me," she said as she was gripping even more of my hair as I saw she was raising her lips to meet his.

Something was moving inside of me, the urge to tell her to stop, the urge to cut her hand as she was pulling onto his neck, I have to do something and fast.

"I don't think so," I said as I was swinging the vase glass onto her hand that was holding my hair. She stepped back for a while as I was standing a few meters away from him. Spencer was looking at me.

"Don't be so foolish, girl, you can never defeat me," she said before she went to attack me. My training kicked in as I was flipping on top of her before I slit her throat with the glass cut as I landed on my feet. Blood was pooling at the base of her throat as she was spasmed in her last breath before her empty eyes were staring at me.

I was breathing heavily as I was looking at the damage that I have done. I did it. I killed a woman and I don't feel any remorse at all. Claps disturbed me when I was looking at Sofia's body and I turned to look at Spencer. He had the amused smile at me as I was still holding the glass cut.

"Well, I must say, I made the right choice of wife,"

"You call me your wife and yet you still have a mistress when you brought me home," I spatted at him as he was looking amused now.

"I have to fill my needs,"

"You have me to get it from." I snapped and when the words just registered my brain, I blinked at him. Spencer was arching his eyebrow at me.

"Really?"

"No, I mean—I mean that if you have to—"

"I must say, wife, I was a very insatiable person. Will you able to handle me then?" He asked me as he was stepping closer to me. I looked into his slate eyes as I was breathing heavily. Intoxicated by his masculine scent and high from the kill.

"Fuck this," I said before I dropped the glass and I went to jump on him. Spencer seems to be ready at my attack as I was kissing his mouth and he was holding me by my bottom. I was fucking his mouth as I was thrusting my tongue in and out of his mouth when he squeezed my bottoms.

"I need you, now," I said as I was pushing him onto the bed as I did not care my clothes has to blood on it. I just needed to feel his skin, his muscles, his warmth.

"Easy there, kitten," he said as he chuckled at my trembling hands trying to get his belt off his pants.

"Easy for you to say," I said as I was taking my clothes off. I did not have any underwear as I cannot find them so I was naked immediately on top of his as his eyes were scanning my tits and my nether mouth.

"So beautiful," he said as he was squeezing them and I moaned before I was kissing him again and I was tearing his shirt as the buttons were all over the floor.

"Feisty," he said.

"Shut up," I said as I was getting it off of his body and I was pulling his pants down. He helped me as well as I was looking at his endowed cock. I gently touched it and he shuddered.

"Yes, that's it, my love. So good," he said before I went to position it on my core. He stopped me before he flipped me as I was below him.

"I want to taste you first," he said as he was kissing me down squarely in the mouth as his finger was penetrating my private parts.

I gasped.

"Do not tell me that you never had a lover before?"

I shook my head as he was looking at me with his stormy eyes.

"What about that boy Theo?"

"I never had been to this stage with him," I answered honestly as his gaze softens.

"Good, I did not do well with sharing,"

"But you can have another woman in your bed but I cannot?" I snapped as I was looking at him. He smirked at me before he kissed me again and continued to finger me. I was moist and wet now aa I can hear the sound.

Slop!

Slop!

Slop!

"Well, she was a decoy for your true nature to come out, my wife," he whispered as his hot breaths mingled with the mind.

"And what nature is that?"

"That you belong to me," he said before he slammed one in a hole. I gasped as I did not think it would hurt that much but he just still inside me before I urged him to move,

"Fucking move, you idiot," I snapped as I was bucking my hips to him. He smirked before he was slamming in and out of the hole. I gasped and moaned as pleasure was building inside of me.

"Come for me," he said as he was looking at me before he licked the fingers that he slammed my core before. I wanted to taste my own so I pulled him into a kiss and I can taste my juice.

Sweet and tangy, just like my personality.

A little innocent but possessive when it comes to mine.

"I love you," I blurted out as I was gasping for air before the familiar pleasure wave hit me.

"And I love you, my assassin, my wife," my husband said before he groaned and spewed his hot load into my oven.

And I don't even bother to get any protection for this sex of ours.