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ABRM37

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-

Since I was so angry at him, I decided to go shopping instead of going back home. I knew he would go home after his meetings. And after his offensive comment about my virginity, I was too angry at him to see him just yet. Twice, he married me and twice, he made a comment about my virginity as if he thought of me as some kind of whore.

I was grateful to Kevin for teaching Charlie how he could take care of himself when I was not around to take care of him. I didn't have to worry about Charlie. I knew he would take care of himself. He would eat, do his homework and go to bed by himself. I thought I would spend the whole day outside. I bought a bunch of things for myself and my son.

It was dark outside when I decided to go back home. When I entered the villa, I found Benjamin pacing back and forth right at the entrance. Charlie was sitting on a couch. As soon as his eyes met mine, he flashed me a masculine smile before he stood up and hurried away from the scene. The servants did the same.

“Where have you been the whole day?” Benjamin growled at me angrily. My heart skipped a beat when I watched him walking toward me. I stepped backwards, only to bump into the door. I whimpered as he had caged me between his tall figure and the door.

“Ben, please! Let me go.” I whimpered, feeling agitated. I watched his eyes darkening with anger. Though, he didn't say anything. I gasped loudly in surprise when he pulled me up in his arms and threw me on his shoulder.

“Benjamin! What are you doing? Put me down. We have a son who understands everything.” I tried to scold him despite the way my heart was pounding against my rib cage.

I was expecting an answer from him but instead, he slapped my butt, causing me to moan. When we got to our bedroom, he locked the door and took me to the bed. By then, I was actually panicking. I might have asked him to take me to his bed, but I didn't want it to happen so soon. I closed my eyes as I watched him leaning in, but then I was surprised when he pressed his head against my chest.

I opened my eyes to look at him. He wrapped his arms around my torso. I intertwined my fingers with his hair and started massaging his scalp. “I knew I did something wrong and that might have offended you. I know I was wrong. You could have punished me in some other way. I was worried sick about you, Tinkerbell, when I couldn't find you, as I couldn't connect with you.” I could hear his heart pounding as he scolded me in his own way.

He pulled away from me and my heart skipped a beat. His eyes were dark with anger. I closed my eyes when Benjamin leaned in. He placed a soft kiss on my cheek. I whimpered softly when he buried his face in the crock of my neck. I couldn't hold back as he licked my neck like it was covered with chocolate. “Ben! Please…” I whispered when I couldn't take it anymore.

The torture was too much. He pulled away, looking into my eyes, a devilish smirk appeared on his face, making my heart tickle for some reason. He brushed his knuckles against my jawline, forcing me to arch my back. He didn't waste his time. One of his hands slipped under my dress, making me tremble. “Please, what? Do you want something from your husband, Tinkerbell?” He whispered seductively in my ear and pushed his hand further up.

My skin was burning where his hand had settled. I was trembling in pleasure. His hand was gently squeezing my inner thigh. Benjamin buried his face in the crock of my neck again. This time, he was gently nibbling on my skin. “Benjamin, please…” I whimpered again, pleading with him. But even I had no idea what I was pleading with him about. Did I want him to stop or did I want him to give me more?

He pushed his hand further up. I jolted when he cupped my genitals from above my underwear. “Benjamin, please! Not now..” I whimpered as I shivered in pleasure under his touches. He chuckled and pulled his hand out of my dress. He laid down on the bed and pulled me up on his chest. After that, he was quietly staring at the ceiling. And his silence was kind of getting on my nerves for some reason.

I turned my face so I was facing him. “You scared me to my death,m today, Tinkerbell. Never do that again. Punish me in any other way you can. But don't disappear like this again.” Benjamin finally broke the silence and I blinked a few times. After everything, I was feeling like I was the guilty party after punishing him.

I sighed, feeling bad for him. He was not really well and in the heat of the moment, I knew I went too far. I intertwined my fingers with his and kissed him on his cheek. “I am sorry. I went too far. I will not do that again. I promise.” I whispered in his ear and buried my face in the crock of his neck.

“It's alright, Tinkerbell. I know I deserve your punishments. But just don't make them this extreme. You can ignore me. But don't disappear like that again. Come back home, where I know you will be safe.” He whispered against my forehead then placed a soft kiss on my forehead. As if he couldn't have enough of me.

I sat up on his abdomen and the way he smirked at me, made me gulp hard. “Why did you even ask me that question again? It was stupid, Ben.” I asked him angrily. I was frustrated too. He was touching me way too much.

“You had a baby over a decade ago. What else I was supposed to expect from a woman? It's still a mystery how you got pregnant. But you did give birth.” When he explained his side, it started to actually make sense. Yes, he was not there with me. He didn't know what happened.

I laid down on the bed beside him. Benjamin didn't wait. He snaked one of his arms around me and pulled me to his tall figure. I held my hand in front of his face. “Give me your hand, Ben.” I whispered, looking at home. He was staring into my eyes for a moment. Then he sighed and placed his hand on top of my hand.

He was curiously watching what I was going to do. A mischievous grin appeared on his face when I took his hand to the south. “You could have just asked me, I would have touched you all you wanted.” He growled in my ear seductively and I shivered under his embrace.

“Shut up, Ben. We are not doing anything like that.” I growled back at him, frustrated at his constant teasing.

I took his hand up into my dress and guided it to my abdomen. I placed his fingertips on the scar in my abdomen, from the time when I was giving birth. “What is that?” Benjamin asked me in a concerned tone. Now the teasing and seduction had disappeared, he was worried about me.

I couldn't help but smile. He felt guilty of everything I went through. Some lies and misunderstandings could ruin so many lives at once and the people who commit these kinds of sins just can't know what the others would have to endure for the sins they commit. Before I could have opened my mouth to answer his question, Benjamin, he raised up on the bed, balancing his body on one elbow.

“I need to see it with my own two eyes.” Saying that, he grabbed my dress and exposed my abdomen. He then pulled my panties down just a little to expose the scar some more. The questions I saw in his eyes when he looked up on my face, and the haunted look in his eyes, it hurt me knowing that he was hurting too.

“There were so many complications. I couldn't move on. I was constantly crying throughout my pregnancy and asking god where I did wrong to be punished. After departing from you, I realized that even after everything, I was still in love with you. And I hated being far away but my ego just wouldn't let me contact you.” I had tears in my eyes as I told him about the time Charlie was born. It was the most painful and traumatic experience for me when I was hanging in the middle of nowhere and my newborn baby was battling to stay alive.

“The seventh month was about to end when Charlie's heartbeat went slow, so slow that Doctors had to get him out when he was still alive. So they operated him out. That's the scar from the cesarian I had.” I added in a low tone, trying to control my tears.

The reason why I started hating my first love was my own baby. Charlie had stuffed too much because of us. And I hated how he was enduring the consequences of our stupidity. Years later, I knew I was at fault as well. I never really fought for the sake of my baby. And I knew for sure that it was Benjamin's baby. How, it was still a mystery.

I was pulled out of the oceans of my thoughts when Benjamin started kissing and licking my scar. “Oh, Ben! Please stop, before I lose my mind and end up doing something I want to make special for both of us.” I whimpered softly, shivering underneath him. Benjamin pulled away from my stomach, came back up and kissed me passionately. He poured every ounce of love he could find in his heart for me, in that one kiss.

When we broke apart, we were breathing heavily. We were literally panting. “I don't deserve you both. After what I put you both through. And you managed everything all alone. I am really really sorry, Tinkerbell. I am sorry for not believing you. I am sorry for leaving you when you needed me the most. I am so sorry for accusing you falsely. I am terrible.” He was crying like a baby in front of me. It was unfair to blame it all up on his face. After all, the divorce only finalized when I sighed the papers with my own two hands and walked away.

I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him to my chest again. I knew he needed some comfort as well. “You are not the only one to blame here. Our stupidity and ego was the reason Charlie had suffered the most. If anyone deserves the apology, it's him.” I whispered softly while holding him against my chest.

Benjamin pulled his head up and looked at me. For a moment, his eyes were searching for something in my eyes. His eyes softened up a little then he placed a soft kiss on my lips.

He laid back down on the bed with me. “We are a mess. But I am glad that we are together again.” Benjamin whispered, holding his hand in front of my face. As I placed my hand onto his, he intertwined his fingers with mine and kissed the back of my hand.

“What do you say, if I take you away from this city, this country for just one day? How would you like that?” I frowned in confusion when I heard his question.

“What are you saying, Ben?” I asked because I couldn't understand what he meant by taking me away for a day.