Charlotte was sure her tongue would fall off from all the pleased to meet yous she had been subjected into saying all night and her head spun from trying to remember what the hell they were saying to her.

“I'm not pleased to meet any of you” she thought with a geumble as she struggled to curb the annoyance that slowly turned into violent thoughts, watching the men leer at her like she was a piece of meat even with their wives and mistresses hanging on to their arms. There was nothing flattering about men old enough to be her grandfather looking as though they could see through her dress. But then again, she guessed that was the whole point her husband got it for her. She was supposed to be eye candy.

Her feet hurt and her head and cheeks too, from smiling with too much force at a joke that wasn't funny because Gavin laughed.

Gavin...

He looked so handsome and confident as he walked around the room socialising. She knew how much he couldn't stand more than half of the people the brightly lit room held but he needed to kiss a bit of ass especially since the elections were coming up. If he wanted to be congressman, he had to play nice.

“Even though this is torture for me.”

Her fingers had barely held on to a fresh glass of champagne when his gripped her wrist.

“Don't you think you've had enough?” he hissed, his hold tightening “Remember the other time you embarrassed me.”

“You're hurting me,” she spoke low “Now who's going to embarrass who?”

He let her go, a dark look in his eyes. He didn't look like the charming politician he had been a few moments before and Charlotte gulped.

“This is my second glass," she added to mellow out his expression. It worked by a fraction.

“And the last for tonight.”

His voice was low and she was feeling like a little child being scolded as he stared daggers at her. Guilt coursed through her veins and her lips snapped into a straight line and her eyes looked down at his shoes. He had got them as a present on his last birthday from someone she didn't know and he wouldn't tell her who. It had bothered her so much because she wanted to get those exact pairs before and he had said, with irritation in his voice, how much he hated those kinds of shoes.

“Apparently you like them now when someone else got them for you.”

“Let's go home” he said with a soft tone that drew her attention.

Charlotte looked up at bright blue eyes and her heart swooned at the show of affection. Her eyes fluttered as he trailed a finger from the side of her head to her lips then chin.

“Okay. I just need to grab my coat.”

Her words were barely out of her mouth as she moved away towards the coat room.

Someone bumped into her and mumbled an apology. Her brows raised at his retreating form that had on a pair of slacks and dress shirt with a black beanie on his head -a very controversial look for such an event. She didn't have the time to ponder on it as she used her eyes to search for her husband and see him talking to a female brunette in that way he always did when he didn't want drama in public. The way he had been talking to her just momenta before.

The hairs on her arms stood on end.

A couple of people caused her view to shift for a moment but that was enough to lose sight of her husband and by the time she looked back at him, the woman was gone and her husband had his normal charming look plastered on his face without the trace of annoyance she had seen before.

He helped her into her coat as she got back to him and he kissed on her cheek, softly.

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She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper into her. A low groan escaped both their lips as he circled his hips causing her back to arch off the bed and her fingers to find themselves in his hair, pulling his mouth down to hers.

“This feels so good” she murmured as he kissed down her neck drawing the both of them towards their release. She climaxed first, her body clenching tightly around him down below and triggering his.

Her body was sated, her mind clear and she looked up to Gavin's face as he lay beside her looking at nothing.

“Who was that at the party?” she asked pretending she didn't notice his body stiffen.

“I'm just over analysing things.”

“Someone you don't know.”

“You looked pretty upset about what she was saying.”

“Are you a detective now Charlotte? Don't hurt your brain.”

She sat up from the bed with anger “Don't call me stupid.”

He rolled his eyes and got up, letting the sheets fall to the floor and expose his nakedness.

Charlotte was mad but she couldn't stop her eyes moving across the length of his body.

“I married Adonis.”

He smirked, knowing very well how her body reacted to him. Charlotte was easy to control if you know the buttons to push and he had mastered every single switch on the board.

She forced her eyes to his face, frowning as he started to dress.

“Where are you going?”

“I have a late meeting.”

“You didn't tell me about it.”

“I don't recall having to check in with you Madame.”

“Stop mocking me!”

“You take things too seriously darling” he kissed her cheek “see you in the morning. Maybe you would have stopped acting like a spoilt brat by then” he said with a small smile that barely lifts his lips.

Charlotte knew that meant he was getting mad at her again and she didn't want that.

"It's just that I wanted you beside me. We just made love Gavin. I'm allowed to want that."

Gavim sigh and reached for his jacket previously discarded on her side of the bed and Charlotte reached out, her fingers gripping on to his shirts' sleeve before he pulled away.

“I'm sorry. Drive safe. I love you.”

“Yeah, you too hon,” he said and he leaves.

Her body sank into the bed, lifting the sheets to cover herself. She felt more like a mistress than a wife. Loneliness gnawed at her and she felt the familiar longing for a child as she usually did whenever Gavin would leave for a meeting.

“Probably that brunette” she thought bitterly, clenching her hands into the comforter.

“When he comes back, we'll talk about having kids again” she said into the empty room hoping that will give her more resolve to do as she wanted.“