Chapter Five

Gabriel

There were men in the world who didn’t deserve to be there. I’d always known that , hell I had known it from a young age because I had seen it with my own two eyes. Growing up I had always thought my family were the bad guys but in the grand scheme of things they weren’t.

Sometimes good men did bad things.

The man who had assaulted Audrey’s friend wasn’t a good man and he needed to pay for his crimes. Luckily for the women on the other side of the glass I wasn’t a good man either. Maybe once upon a time I had been but I doubted it. My core had always been rotten, it had just taken another man’s blade and chemicals to let that rottenness seep out.

It all worked out for the best though because if that hadn’t happened then Audrey wouldn’t have been in my life.

There was always a silver lining. Or at least that’s what my mother used to say. So I had been told anyway. I didn’t remember her. Any memories I had were my brothers not mine.

The only woman in my life was the one who was currently wiggling her ass as she danced on the sofa. I smiled before I could help myself. I much rather watch them dance than cry together. Watching them eased something inside of me. The monster had been about to take over hearing their conversation but now he was calm again. For now anyway.

He would reappear and sooner than I planned because men like the one who assaulted Bethan deserved to be punished and I was just the man for the job.

Plus there was the fact that Audrey wanted her friend with her. Which could be awkward for me but I wanted my future wife to be happy.

Something wet touched my face and my fingers went to my face before I could stop myself. My elbow cracked against the window with a loud thump. I froze.

I didn’t even have my hood up. If they turned around now they would see me clear as day from the lights that were blazing out the window. Audrey would see my face. The ruins of it. The-

My future bride didn’t turn around, she didn’t even pause. The music was too loud. Letting out a sigh of relief I forced my shoulders to relax.

I had to be more careful. Standing out here where anyone could see me was dangerous. Not just because Audrey wasn’t ready to see my face yet. Not that I thought she was that shallow because I knew she wasn’t but because - hell I didn’t even know why.

All I knew was that I had to be more careful. This wasn’t watching her from afar like I had been doing. This was up close and personal.

But not as up close and personal as it was about to be.

Thrusting my hand into my Jean pocket I closed my fingers around the heavy brass key. Squeezing it tight so the sharp edges cut into the soft skin on my palm.

It wasn’t a key I used very often and it didn’t open any door in my home.

My eyes found Audrey again. Her dancing was sloppier now. The homemade hooch taking affect and making her movements slow. I smiled to myself. She looked happy and I liked her happy.

My fist tightened even more around the key until I felt the first blood start to bubble to the surface. She was worth the pain though. This key was worth everything because It was the the key that would let me get closer to Audrey.

***

Bethan took herself to bed around 3am, I knew because I was already in the house and hugging the shadows when she stumbled past me and up the stairs leaving Audrey drooling on the small sofa with her cheek resting on her arm.

Hovering in the doorway to watch her sleep was risky and so was what I was going to do next but it wouldn’t stop me. There was no way in hell that my wife would sleep on the sofa if I was there to carry her to her bed.

And at the moment it was her bed but only for now. Soon it would be our bed she slept in and maybe then I would actually be able to rest.

Moving as silently as a cat on a hunt I moved into the room, where the only sound was the record turning around and around on the turn table and Audrey’s grunting snores.

For a second I stared down at her. The slackness of her lips just begged me to press mine to hers but I couldn’t do that yet. Not like this. Not when she wasn’t conscious enough for me to see her reaction. If I did that I would be no better than the man who had assaulted her friend. I was many many things and none of them were good but I wouldn’t be that man.

Bending over her I brushed her hair our of her eyes and she stirred for just a second. Mumbling something under her breath that I couldn’t quite make out. It sounded like a threat. Like she was still threatening to kill the man who had hurt her friend even when she was asleep.

That was just the kind of woman she was. Fiercely loyal.

But she didn’t have to worry about him hurting anyone else ever again. I would hurt him for her. A little gift to the woman I loved.

Scooping her up in my arms I cradled her form against my chest and froze.

I had watched her for so long but this was the first time I was actually touching her and it was everything I had always dreamt it would be. I could stand like this forever and just hold her. Have her body pressed close to mine and the scent of her body lotion and shampoo tickling my senses.

But the night was already coming to an end and I had other things that I needed to do before I could try and find some rest myself.

Important things.

Things that would calm the beast inside of me at least for a little while.

Moving as quietly as I could, I carried her to bed. Sliding her under the blankets and pulling them up over her so she wouldn’t get cold in the bitter night air.

This was love I realised as I looked down at her. This feeling that overwhelmed me was love. I’d never felt it before but I revocognised it. Reaching down I pressed the pad of my thumb against her bottom lip.

Soon I would kiss those lips. Do other things to them as well. But first I had to send her another gift. Just so I could see her smile and be happy because at the end of the day that was all that mattered to me.

“Mmm.” She mumbled , turning her face away and went straight back to snoring.

Shaking my head I smiled. Digging deep into my hoody pocket I dug out the two things I wanted to leave for her.

Placing them on her bedside table next to her I paused. The drawer was open and inside I could just see something that intrigued me.

Pink and long it was clear what it was even from the slither I could see. Yanking open the drawer I pulled the heavy phallic shaped item closer to my face so I could study it in the darkness.

Bringing it to my nose I filled my lungs with the scent of her. This had been in her body and recently. It had filled her and given her pleasure. I had never been so jealous of an inanimate object in my life.

Audrey didn’t need this anymore. Not now she had me. If she wanted to cum then I would happily oblige. Sliding it under my hoody I smiled down at her one more time, glancing at the apple and the small bottle of painkillers she would need in the morning when she woke up and realised that drinking that much wine wasn’t a good idea, that I had left for her.

I had given her a gift. So I would keep her vibrator. It could be her gift to me.