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I am excited about Bobby Vincenzio making love to me. Finally! I am wet just thinking about being naked with Bobby, his hands and mouth all over me. I cannot wait.
This night with Bobby is almost perfect. Not happy that Evie Bliss is here. She is standing with three men that look like Russians. They look familiar but I do not recognize them.Movie producers maybe?She keeps glaring at Bobby. Bobby simply ignores her. My husband only has eyes for me.
I whisper to Bobby that I am going to the Ladies’ Room. He reluctantly lets go of my hand and tells me to hurry back.
The art museum’s bathroom is a public restroom with several stalls. The Ladies’ room is empty. I enter the closest stall and take care of my business.
I leave the bathroom stall and walk over to a sink. Evie Bliss is watching me.Oh, no.
She is wearing a tight, black, sheer evening gown. No bra. Her fake breasts and black thong show through her sheer dress. Her lips are hot pink. They match her fingernails – long pink claws. She wears six-inch pink patent leather spike heels. Her long black hair hangs past her shoulders. Her tall, sleek body towers over me. She is very exotic looking. I can see why men fall all over her. She reeks of sex mixed with perfume. Her scent is overpowering and offensive. She has a sneer on her face.
“So, you are Bobby’s child bride.” She announces with a smirk.
I ignore her. Do not want to make a scene. I wash my hands in a sink. Her reflection is in the mirror above the line of sinks.
“Has he fucked you raw yet? That’s what Bobby likes to do. At least that’s what he likes to do to me. Oh, and he likes me to swallow his massive cock whole. I don’t have a gag reflex.” Evie Bliss declares with a smile.
“Are those the boobs he bought you?” I ask her reflection.
She narrows her eyes in anger.
She saunters out of the Ladies’ room, swinging her hips.
I dry my hands on a paper towel. I am angry. I cannot compete with Evie Bliss.Does Bobby still want her?I think I am in love with him. He does not love me.
I panic. I am supposed to give myself to him tonight. I do not think I can. I want to leave. He cannot see me like this. I hurry out of the Ladies’ room. Weave my way through the crowd. My ears are ringing. A strong hand lands on my arm stopping me in my tracks.
“Gwen, where are you going?” Bobby asks.
I do not look at him. I can’t. Tears are in my eyes. He cannot see I am weak.
“I need air.”
Bobby whirls me around. Gets right in my face. I meet his eyes. A tear runs down my cheek. His fingertip wipes it away.
“What’s wrong, Gwen? Why are you crying?”
He sounds like he cares.
“Nothing.”
I try to pull away. He holds on. He will not let go.
“I don’t believe you.”
Oh no! Panic attack. Shaking. Can’t catch my breath. My mind shows me Bobby and Evie having sex.Stop.Crying. Sobbing. People are watching. I put my hands over my face.
“Gwen,” he whispers, “just relax everything will be okay. I’ve got you. You’re safe.”
That voice?My undoing.
“Gwen talk to me. What happened?”
Bobby crushes me into his massive hard chest. Rubs my back. He is pretending to care. He does not. Everything is a lie. He is not a loving man. He is ruthless. Not a kind bone is his body. He will never love me. I am a possession. He is playing the role of a loving husband. He will cheat on me. I mean nothing.Don’t touch me!I want to hate him. I cannot. Bobby squeezes my shoulders.
I look into his eyes and tell him, “Your girlfriend is here. She told me what you like in bed. Why don’t you make love to her tonight!”
Pure rage explodes in his eyes. He is an animal. Alpha male. Capo of the Chicago Outfit. I cower.
