Mate Bond....From Hell

Vicious Cycle

~Malik~

I know you think me a horrible man. How many of you thought I’d left in the early morning to end up in the arms of another? I could never do that; I could never betray my wife. Natasha, my beautiful wife. I’ve been with Natasha since high school. I’ve loved her for so long that I couldn’t imagine my life without her in it. I would never betray her for another, but being with her has gotten hard.

We have no children, and I’m sure that is nothing in your minds. I would say it’s nothing, too, if it weren’t for Natasha. For Natasha, not having a child is everything. She’s wanted nothing more than to be a mother, and it’s the one thing that eludes her again and again.

We’ve lost a few babies, and each loss devastates her more than the last. I’ve tried to get her to stop trying, tried to get her to understand that adoption is more than enough. Just us together is everything I could ever want. None of that is enough for her, and things have become strained.

Anytime I suggest an alternative for us, she believes that I don’t want her….that I don’t want a child with her. No amount of pleading and explanation changes her mind. She’s so sure that I’m just with her out of obligation rather than love. She believes that I’m looking for someone else, looking to trade her in for something better. There’s nothing and no one better than her, and I’ve known that since I got down on one knee and professed my love.

We spend so much time arguing. I spend too much time watching my words and walking on eggshells. It’s all so exhausting. When she comes back to her senses, she always apologizes. She tells me how worthless she is to make me feel this way and how I should find someone better. It’s a vicious circle that consumes me and any bit of happiness I ever get to feel. I’m consumed with pain and love at the same time, and it wreaks havoc daily. It’s gotten easier to just avoid it all when I can, and that hurts as well.

I left our place early this morning just to avoid a possible argument. I wanted to be able to come to work and not have that in the back of my mind. That gives me the work day to build up my resolve to deal with her when I get home. I hate that it’s come to this, but what can I do? She’s my wife, and I love her with everything I have in me.

I arrive at work, and as soon as I step into the building, I hear the buzz. The CEO is here, and he has a guest with him. There are different theories as to who the guest is, but I’ve heard that it’s his daughter. Ain’t that how the world goes? Nepotism at its finest. I can’t really be mad just because I don’t have the same luxuries. It would be nice if I didn’t have to work so hard for the little bit I get, but one can’t control how they came into this world.

I’m a lawyer for Vuledustries Inc. I make sure our contracts are legal and everything is on the up and up. This isn’t what I went to law school for, but it pays the bills. I thought I’d be this sensational lawyer on the cover of magazines. I imagined I’d have major cases where I got people off under impossible odds. Then I decided that I wanted Natasha to be my wife, and my priorities changed. The fame needed to take a backseat to the actuality of taking care of a family.

I don’t regret my choices; I don’t even regret marrying my wife. I just wonder what could have been a bit too often than is probably normal. The elevator dings, and the doors open. I need to get a few files from this floor; then I will go down to my floor. I step out of the elevator and am greeted by a few colleagues.

Some invisible force pulls at me, and I turn my head to see the most beautiful woman looking at me. Her skin tone is a bright hazelnut, her skin glowing. Her dark brown eyes are piercing my soul. Her heart-shaped face is flawless, with no makeup. She has long lashes and plump lips. Her curly hair is up in a bun on the top of her head, exposing her slender neck. I feel my pants get tighter.

A woman approaches her and I use that time to hurry away. When I get to the file room, I close the door and rest against it. My heart is beating wildly, and my breathing is sporadic. I’ve never looked at another woman like that before. Don’t get me wrong, I can appreciate an attractive woman, but this is different. I wanted her……like I wanted to rip her clothes off and have my way with her. Maybe it’s been a while since Natasha and I have had each other. Maybe that, along with the stress that is our marriage, has me thinking like this. I shake my head and get the files I came for. I decide to take the backstairs to my office so I don’t see her again.

~Lyric~

I wanted to look for my mate, but I had so much to do. I needed to fill out paperwork and get some other things done so I could officially start tomorrow. I went home extremely excited because soon I will have everything I wanted. I decided to keep the discovery of my mate to myself for now. I need to meet him first, then I will tell everyone.

I kept thinking of him, his chestnut-colored skin and his chiseled chin covered in a light stubble. I kept thinking back to his thick, pink lips and his light brown eyes. Our eyes did meet briefly, and I could tell that he noticed me. I wish I could have gotten closer to him so I could see the rest of his body. I want to know how big his hands are and how tall he is.

I imagine his body on mine, and it sets my core aflame. I feel my juices starting to flow, and I’m thankful that I’m alone in my room. I let my hands land on my breasts as I imagine everything my mate will do to me. I let my fingers circle my raised n***les, and a moan escapes. A scent appears in front of my closed door and a smile graces my face. He’s right on time.