CHAPTER THIRTEEN

SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW

I woke up to meet the cold and bare sheets beside me, everytime we had sex, he would be gone from the room before i woke up. I was always too exhausted after his ministrations on my body. I got up to stretch and yawn as i tried to relieve some of the tension in my body, as it felt sore from last nights activities.

I made my way to the bathroom to have a nice soak in the bath tub. I waited till the water was at the temperature i wanted before adding some of the rose petals i saw on the counter, it appreard to have been placed there secretly. Once the water was to my taste with the roses and bathbonbs, i got it and immediately sighed at the pleasent sensation of the water jets.

The tub was huge, its dark tiles had gold streaks and felt incredibly smooth beneath my feet, its shower was amazing, the way the water had different functions and settings to please anyone's preference deeply delighted me. The huge walk in closet atttached to it made me feel like i waked into a mall, it was huge with its spiral staircases and beautiful architextural design.

The bathtub was amazing, it was huge and the water jets hit my body in all angles, i turned on the massage function for my sore muscles and sighed when it hummed aganst my lower body. It felt like paradise as i lay my head back an thought about domionic. The mafia don seemed to intrigue me everytime i saw him or thouht about him, his hair that was ever unruly made my want to run my hands through it , to tog and pull as i rode him. Everytime i saw him or was with him, i was remionded of how i was sometimes myself with him and not the shy, reserved young woman my parents knew.

I could be the sex craving, passion driven spit fire i wanted to be without shame. Growing up the daughter of a police officer, i was expected to be on my best behaviour no matter what and anything otherwise would attract criticisms and eye brow raisers. I was finally myself here and i think i liked it even though i would never admit it before him.

I looked down at my already hardened nipples as i thought about the tall, imposing man that forced me to marry him

"Would it be so bad to actually live as i have always wanted here/" i asked myself quietly as i thought of Dominic, he had never hurt me or treated me the way i thought he would. He did not hit me ot use me as some kind of whore, perhaps people would question me for wanting to actually live the way i wanted and not as they wanted but it would be my first time not caring what people thought of me and honestly, i liked it.

The combination of thw water jets and the massager function made my lower belly quiver and my nipples puckered and i stared at the red hardened nub before i stroked them. The contact with my temperature risin body with my nipples sent a jolt to my pussy as i pulled, tugged and roled the nubs between my fingers thinking about my husband and the multiple positions he had me in the night before.

Next thing i knew, my hands drew lower and lower till they passed my belly and reached my soaked region. I reached my clit to find it swollen and engorged as i stroked and fingered myself just like Dominic had last night while moanng in delight. A few minutes later, my body went lax as my orasm tore through me

Yeah, i will start living as i please from now on, people be damned, i thought.

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Once i was done cleaning myself off, i stepped out of my room, which was suprisingly unlocked once again dressed in a red kneelength sun dress, the weather called for it. I still had no idea where i was but the weather was quuite warm and without the air conditionong in the mansion, i had no idea how i would react.

I stumbled into the kitchen looking for something to eat when i saw someone in the kitchen, it was a woman with blonde hair dressed in a chef's uniform as she busied herself before the fire. Sensing the presence of another person, she looked up at me and stared with puzzlement as she paused what she was doing on the stove

For some reason, jealously flared in my chest making it feel tighter at the sight of another woman in the house, i wondered if Dominic was cheating on me. Our marriage might not been what others have and we might not have married him the way normal people get married but stilll, i hoped it was not as i thought.

I lared at her while making my eyes as sharp as knives before asking

"Who are you and how did you get in here? do you know tresspasing on this property can get you kicked out or worse....killed? do i have to get one or two of the ma ny guards at my husband's disposal?";

"Um, i am here on orders ma'am, i am the house chef, i come here every wednesday and i cook food worth a weeks meal and i leave once i am done, it is not whatever you might be thinking, there is a guard at the door and probably somewhere else so you can be rest assured that i am here solely based on YOUR HUSBAND'S orders ma'am?" she said but i was stilll distrustful

"We have a house keeper and i am sure she cooks the food"

"No ma'am, i cook, she simply heats it up or probably makes meals last minute"

I was about to respond when i felt his presence, it was starting to become a constant in my mind, i felt him and them smelt him. His woodsy expensive cologme filled my nose as he stood beside me before i heard his deep, husky voice that i was starting to like, especially when he talked me thriough it

"What's going on here?"