Chapter 26 Admiring Him
After what happened, a wall was built between the brothers.
Left with a deep impact on their minds, they stopped talking to each other.
Yet soon all of that began to blaze in Luke’s chest as a sparkling fire.
It was the weekend, William was sleeping in his room.
Arabella was on the couch, hugging her knees and staring at her husband who was on his stomach, waiting for him to wake up.
‘How strangely fate works. Never thought I would be present in his room as his bride, never thought I would see such a day…’
A smile adorned her lips, watching him sleep peacefully, never showing the weight on his shoulders as usual that made her tilt her head to stare properly.
His words, his support, his presence, all about him began to intoxicate her, increasing her heartbeats.
“Will-” Her mouth gaped to call him but closed it.
‘No, let him sleep. He must be exhausted. But, I am hungry, I don’t want to bump into Luke,’
She thought worriedly, wondering what to do as in the past week, William brought her food and anything she needed to the room.
But, after getting tired of waiting, she decided to go down and cut some fruits.
Meanwhile all of it grew uncontrollable for Luke, he lost himself, boundaries for him shattered.
He was waiting for a chance to burst his wrath, to find his prey alone, without her pillar in order to strike her.
Cautiously walking down the corridor, she was about to enter the kitchen only to get stopped by Luke who grabbed her wrist roughly and pressed her against the wall.
“Luke!? What the fuck are you doing!?”
Gasping, her heart began to thump madly when he grabbed her arm in an iron grip.
Earning a wince from her with unnoticable distance between them.
Forcefully pressing his body into hers, his igniting glare bore into hers, shivering in dread, she struggled to leave his grasp.
But, not allowing her, his grip left a red mark on her wrists. “Ah! Leave me!”
Compressing her between his heated body and the wall, hovering over her, frightening her to the core.
“How does it feel huh? Is his touch better than mine?” He growled at her face, losing his breaths, shifting his hand to her jaw.
His eyes overflowing with inexplicable wrath. Dying to share his warmth to show her that she belonged with him and not his brother.
“Are you out of your mind!? What the hell is wrong with you!?” She whisper-yelled, afraid of what he had become in spite of obsession.
“Does his proximity feel better than mine? What about him that enticed you the most?”
Scowling, his one hand pinned her wrists above her head as he snaked his other hand around her waist to yank her body into his while leaning down to her neck.
“His touch?”
She whimpered, tears brimming in her eyes whereas limits were lost for him.
Shutting her eyes, she tense her shoulders, resisting him but to no avail.
“Luke, argh! Stop it,”
“Or when he kisses you?”
Stopping at her lips, she curled them inside so he wouldn't gain access but he pecked her cheeks.
Uncaring of the tears, endeavor or any ethical chain to drag him back.
“Luke-”
“Shut the fuck up!”
Pushing her again, he grabbed her face possessively, pressing his fingers roughly at her lips, smearing the lipstick she wore for William.
“Does he kiss you here?”
Leading the hand down to her neck, he grabbed her throat, “Hold you like this?”
His mind turned wild at the slightest imagination of them being intimate.
It made his heart pound madly, dried his throat, made his mind throb like hell.
He could no longer close his eyes as they appeared before him, being intimate and all of it had become gut-wrenching for him.
“Or here?”
The merest thought doubled his fury and he was no longer himself, it converted him into a mindless animal.
“Like how I did? How much did you like it?”
He hissed breathlessly in a whisper, implanting a kiss on her neck, digging his teeth to suck harsher no matter how much she shrieked in pain.
Her body quivered, rejecting his touch, she had never been so disgusted by his proximity to the point she ended up sobbing,
“Luke, stop-”
“Can he even fuck you better than me?”
And that was the last drop of her patience.
All on Arabella’s mind was-
William had so much faith in his nurturing that his brother wouldn’t be of a devilish and licentious nature but he proved him wrong.
She also remained silent that his senses might return and he would move away, he didn’t.
Subsequently, she did what she must to throw him away- She screamed from the bottom of her lungs.
“WILLIAM!”
Her screams echoed through the hallway that not only alarmed her sleeping husband but helpers of the house as well.
Luke’s breaths hitched, pulling away immediately from her as he didn’t anticipate her screaming and her one call made William dash to her side barefoot.
“WILLIAM, PLEASE COME HERE!!”
Disregarding the sting his head felt for the sudden wake up call, or the ruffled hair, without slippers. Panting, he sprinted down the stairs towards the corridor where he found Arabella.
He panicked, “Bella!? What happened?!”
“William!!”
A shivering and appalled mess and instinctively, she embraced him, refusing to let him go that staggered him.
His heart hammered against his chest with worry coating his mind, praying nothing worse happened.
Glancing at her and back at Luke who was fuming while holding his sides angrily, not daring to meet his glance.
“What happened, Arabella?”
Holding her shoulders, William also embraced her back, holding her firmly, glaring at Luke, well aware he had done something to disturb her.
“What did you do, Luke?!”
Yelling, William pulled away eventually from Arabella who stood behind him, tears glistening in her eyes while holding his shirt in fear.
Luke shamelessly confronted him, glaring back and pointed at Arabella as he scowled, letting everyone know about his immoral actions.
“You know what I did? I fucking touched that slut,”
For a moment, William considered it a misinterpretation and blinked in return. He found it extremely hard to believe and asked again for confirmation.
“Come again?”
“I touched her-”
And no matter how much William loved his brother, his dignity couldn’t allow him to allow this to happen in his presence and did what his wife should have-
He punched Luke, breaking his nose that ended up bleeding by his arduous strength as he yelled.
“HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY WIFE!?”