Chapter 47

47 CLUELESS

SEB

Mom has been busy redecorating my penthouse to make very welcoming and homie for Abby. Mom called my place once Sebastian-like—masculine but luxurious. Since I’m already married, and Abby will stay with me, my penthouse should transform into a combination of Abby and me.

Mom’s decorator did a good job, and I’m impressed and happy with the outcome when I see the pictures mom sends to me. I’m excited to show Abby the new look of our penthouse.

I can see that she likes the new transformation of our place, based on her reaction.

“What have you done while I’m away?” She looks surprised, her eyes are wide. A smile spread across her lips, then it turns into laughter.

“I can see that you like it. Should I thank mom later?”

She wraps her arms around me. “Oh, I love it, Sebastian. You don’t have to redecorate this. The last interior was very you. I loved that too.”

I kiss her head. “And I love you too.”

She giggles. Jesus, Abby. You’re turning me into a teenager again.

“Let’s get inside our room, baby.”

She picks up a single red tulip from the vase and smells it, even the way she did it, it affects my dick—bad dick. it doesn’t know how to behave when Abby’s around.

“Sebastian, are these all mine?” She opens all the closet. Trix did a good job too. She filled the closet with Abby’s wardrobe, and she was even jumping like a seven-year-old girl in front of Mason when I gave her my black card. She enjoyed shopping with an unlimited fund and bought tons of clothes, dresses, even lingerie, dozens of shoes, accessories, bags, perfumes, lots of makeup that I don’t even have any idea the uses of them.

“Did you see me dress like that before, my love?” I say playfully.

She grins. “You don’t have to do this, you know. But thank you anyway. I’ll pay for all of these. I love them. Who you asked to shop? We have the same taste.”

I furrow my eyebrows “Pay me? Abbygail, I bought all of these for you. I want to pamper you. You even deserved more than these. I have money Abbygail, and I want to spend every penny for you. Why do you think I work? To give you everything you need and everything you want. That’s what a husband does to make his wife happy. You can pay me by smiling every day when I wake up, going to work, coming home, and before going to sleep. Did you forget that you have money with me? But I won’t touch a penny from that unless you want to buy something for yourself.”

She closes her closet and comes to me. “Thank you for everything. I will make you smile every day for the rest of our lives. I love you, Sebastian. You also made me smile every day.” She kisses my chin.

“ I want to transfer college here next semester. I would like to buy an apartment near the school then get my car delivered. I will start looking for an apartment and school, but I would like to go where Rebecca’s choice.” What the fuck?

My chest tightens. Why is she looking for an apartment near the school?

“Why would you want to buy an apartment near the school?” I ask her, but more like I demand an answer.

“I don’t like driving far babe when I can find an apartment closer to the school. I will share it with Rebecca.”

Now, I’m starting to get pissed. “And what about me? Are you planning on leaving me again, Abbygail? I don’t think I can live without you by my side anymore.” I swallow hard and shake my head. I honestly don’t know what to do anymore. I did everything I could to have her, to have her back, yet she’s pulling herself away from me.

I can’t take this anymore. I walk away from her. After all my effort, she’s still going to leave me and chooses to stay with her fucking friend.

“Sebastian, wait, please?” I heard her calling my name, following me, I ignore her. She hurts my feelings.

“Babe, please, will you stop?”

I walk down to my office, open the door, and lock behind me. I pour a whiskey and take it one gulp.

Abby bangs the door and keeps calling my name. “Sebastian, open the fucking door, please?”

I sit on my chair and open my laptop. I start typing and search for an apartment near school. I find a lot of choices. I know Abby is too smart, and she can go to any college and university of her choice.

She’s still banging the door. “Sebastian, let me explain. If you won’t let me, then I’ll go and stay with Dad. If you don’t wanna talk to me, then you don’t wanna let me stay here.”

I quickly shut my laptop and take a huge breath. Shit. I won’t let her go away from me again. But she’s leaving me as soon as the school start.

I dial Lincoln. “Boss, need anything?”

I clear my throat. “Don’t let Abby get out of my building. If she asks you or if she asks Mason, or Logan to drive her home, tell the guys not to, or I will fucking fire all of you.”

“What is going on and what’s wrong with you? I don’t mean to pry, but I can hear the tone of your voice that you have a misunderstanding with her.”

I grit my teeth with irritation. He doesn’t mean to pry, but he’s already prying.

“She plans to buy a fucking apartment here near the school and fucking stay with her fucking friend Rebecca. It means, she’s gonna fucking leave me again.”

He chuckles. The asshole chuckles because he thinks it’s funny. “Why would Abby do that? Did you ask her to move in with you?”

I groan but more like a growl. “Why should I have to do that? She is my wife. I love her, isn’t it obvious that we should live together? That she’s supposed to stay with me?”

He tsks. Fucking Lincoln. “Man, you have to ask her to move in with you even she’ss your wife. She’s been independent, and she’s not here to stay with you, remember? I mean, I’m not so stupid why a sudden marriage, Seb. You should remind yourself of that. And one more thing, she came here to search for you when you’re missing, then that thing happened. Her stay is not permanent. If she decides to transfer college and move to New York, then it’s your choice to keep her with you, or she would look for a place to stay. Did you get my point? You’re overreacting, man. You should ask her like; ”Will you move in with me?” He just mimics my fucking voice. “Jesus, that’s what you got for being an asshole.”

My mouth gapes, and it annoys me that he’s right.

“She’s just waiting for you asshole. She loves you, and she can’t even stay away from you even a second. You’re brilliant in business, but you’re a moron when it comes to your heart. You’re a lucky bastard that you have someone like Abby.”

I clench my jaw. “You made your point, fucker. Stop insulting me.”

“You’re welcome, deep shit.” He laughs.

I want to wring his neck, but I love him like a brother.

“What are you waiting for? Go and ask your wife, dimwit, and again, you’re welcome.”

I hang up the phone without saying goodbye. Lincoln insulted me, but he is right.

Funny how so clueless I am when it comes to relationships.

Fuck! It’s not funny at all. I go up to my room. I mean our room. I open the door slowly before I enter. She’s lying in bed on her right side, and she changes her clothes into a comfortable one. I walk into her side and sit beside her. Fuck me. I make her cry again.

Jesus, I’m a moron. “Baby, can we talk?”

I wipe her tears and run my fingers through her hair. She must have taken her shower. Her hair is still wet. She doesn’t say anything, and all I can hear is her sniff and sob.

Fuck. I upset her a lot. “Baby, will you move in here with me?”

I ask her immediately without roaming around the bush. I hold my breath for her answer if she says no then, I will regret not asking her sooner.

“No. You only did that because you saw me crying. I’ve been waiting for that since we first made love, but you never ask me. I already gave you a clue that I would buy an apartment instead, you snapped on me. So, no.”

She sobs harder, and it’s breaking my heart. “Abbygail, forgive me. I’m new to this. I didn’t have a clue. God knows how much I want you to stay with me. I thought it was obvious that you would stay with me. I told you before that this is your home too. You know I’m happy when you’re with me, and I don’t think I would be happy again without you here with me. I’m sorry that I’m such a moron. If I didn’t warn Lincoln not to let you go out of the building, I’m still clueless until now. I overreacted. I’m sorry. I’m just—you hurt my feelings when you choose to stay with your friend than staying with me. I redecorated this place for you. I want you here. I need you here. This is our home now aside from our home with an underground cellar, Abbygail. Stay here with me. We’ll start our new beginning here. Please, stay with me and move in with me?”

She sits up and hugs me. I let go of a shaky sigh. Thank you, Lincoln. I owe you big time, brother.

“I’d love to,” she answers between her sob.

“Stop crying, Abbygail. Please, forgive me.”

She scowls at me. Fuck! What did I do wrong this time?

“I’ll forgive you if you fuck me first. Right now.”

I grin. “Such a dirty mouth, wife.” I push her to bed and kiss her hard and wet, and she sighs. I only break the kiss to remove our clothes then I’m back to fuck her as she asks me to do.

My cock is already hard as I crawl on top of her. Abby already spreads her legs for me. I kiss her, and this time slowly like I’m sincerely apologizing for my idiocy. I position my cock into her entrance, and she’s already wet. I push inside her, and I’m finally home. I pull out and sink in slowly.

“Baby, fuck!” she wraps her legs around my waist, moans, mumbles, and swears. I roll myself to let her on top. “Ride my cock, baby.”

She sits on top of me, leaning over slightly while pressing her hands on my chest. I feel my cock all inside her. She’s so turn-on as I am, and I feel her wetness is dripping from her. She rides me fast and hard, and I lift my hips and follow her rhythm

“That feels good.” I cup her tits, kneading them, and roll her pink little buds with my fingers. She rides me hard, and she’s magnificent like a goddess on top of me.

“Oh, god.” She throws her head back and bites her lip, and I know she’s going to come soon.

“Let go, Abby. Come for me.”

She shudders on top me, and I roll over again, letting her lie on her back. I won’t last long, but I want her to come again. I raise her legs over my shoulders, and I thrust into her fast and hard. God, this is just so amazing. She’s so amazing.

Abby moans, and I can’t help but moan into her mouth. I fuck her mouth with her tongue while she’s pawing my skin.

I feel her clenching around, and she’s going to come again. “Give it to me again, Abby.”

I kiss her again, and we clutch each other, grinding, thrusting, moaning, groaning, panting, sweating, until she explodes into her orgasm, and my cock releases inside her until its last drop.

“That was um—awesome,” she says while still catching her breath.

“Yeah. Fucking awesome”

“I’ll let you get upset all the time because angry fuck with Abby is awesome with awesome orgasm.”

She slaps my ass “Not funny!”

I laugh. “Ouch, wife. You like kinky sex, huh? I can give you that.”

She giggles. “Yeah, maybe we can try that too. I have a confession.”

I rise a brow. “Okay.”

“When I saw you at mom’s funeral, I thought of you if you do kinky sex with your FB.” She giggles even more.

“Wait. You’re thinking about kinky sex at your mom’s funeral? that’s not cool.” I bite her earlobe, and she moans. “What’s FB?”

“Fuck buddy, you AH,” she answers.

“And AH is an asshole?”

She laughs. “No, awesomely and handsome.”