Sinful Indulgence

10. Invitation

10. INVITATION

CHAPTER TEN

VINCENT

I groaned as another wave of pain hit my skull. I should not have gotten drunk yesterday because now I was paying for it dearly with the severe hangover. With more pain ruling over my head, I let out a disgruntled noise from my throat as I forced my eyes open. Even the sound of the door opening felt like someone was trying to crush my skull repeatedly with a heavy stone.

"Huh, so you are awake now?"' Jenner sneered.

"Can you stop screaming for a second Jenner?" I implored holding my rather heavy head between my palms.

If only the pain could drop down a notch.

I heard her walking away, her footsteps fading but then they grew louder again. In a moment body chilling water splashed on my face, drenching me.

"What the f**k Jenner!" I cussed jumping off the bed, the hangover already a distant chip of memory in the back of my brain.

When I looked up, she was staring at me with a satisfied smirk on her lips. Considering it was Sunday, she was in a pair of shorts and blue, button down shirt. She looking sexy in that particular outfit but right now the water dripping down my chest was my concern.

"What was that for?" I lamented, my gaze now on the water drenched on the carpeted marble floor.

"To make you fully awake so that what I'm going to say sticks in your f*****g brain. Look, I can tolerate a lot of things Vincent but of late you've been so determined to shame me. And you know what I can't tolerate the most? It’s you trying to degrade me in front of your friend and my maid Vincent," she was mad and that was never a good look, especially on a day when she was off work.

"Well, maybe if you actually realized that this is as much painful to me as it to you, then we wouldn't have to be fighting over that," I raged. She had no right to be mad and make it look like I was not affected.

"Stop pretending like it hurts you too Vincent. You have no idea what it feels like to know I'm the one with the problem, so please just f*****g stop. Soon enough you'll be running off to another woman who can give you children," And we were officially back to the same argument.

"You know that is not fair Jenner. I love you so much and if for once you trusted my love for you, we would not have to fight over your f*****g insecurities! It’s been three years since we got married Jenner and have you seen me going after another woman? And you know why I’ve stood by your side all this time? It’s because you are not just my wife, you are my best friend and basically my life too," Her expression softened.

"I just...I'm so scared of losing you Vincent. Every time another woman as much as looks in your way, I get insecure. If only I could give you children maybe then I wouldn't have to feel threatened," Her tone was much softer now and tainted by a mixture of sadness and desperation.

"Its okay babe. Just trust me when I say, I’m here to stay," I sighed.

"I know. Um...So Olivia came home and I'm going to spend the day with her family. I'll be back in time for Brandon's ball. Funny though, he dropped an invitation card for the maid too," she smiled as she walked out.

Wait, Brandon invited Bloom to his grandma's masquerade ball? Why would he do that? He better not be hitting on her. The unimaginable pang of jealous slicing through the thickness of my skin was scary even to me. It almost felt...possessive, a feeling I suddenly didn't mind when it came to her. Hell, I could kill anyone who did as much as tried to hurt a single strand of hair on her head with my bare hands without blinking once.

"Vincent?" I snapped out of my trance to see Jenner peering at me through the open door with eyes full of concern. I should have felt guilty for my thoughts but never in a moment did I feel an inkling of guilt. Considering I had just been assuring her my love for her just seconds ago, I should have felt sorry. What the f**k was happening to me? All of this was so wrong.

"I still need to take a shower," I said.

"And you can move back into the master bedroom," Of course I slept in the guest room.

"Okay," I dragged myself tired body back to the master bedroom.

As the warm water cascaded down my body, I could not help the rush of anticipation inside me. The thought of seeing Bloom sent a warm shiver down my spine. Eyes closed, I found myself picturing Bloom, with her perfect naked skin pressed against mine and her long fingers sleeking their way over my body, evoking sensations I could only just imagine. Her hands on my back felt nice and...Wait, her hands on my back. I turned around sharply almost hitting Jenner in the process.

"Jenner," I muttered, subduing the urge to cuss out loudly at the disruption of the beautiful piece of imagination in my mind.

"I thought I could join in the shower," she proceeded to trail kisses on my bare chest but I gently pushed her away.

"I was actually done. How about tonight after ball? We could stay up all night," I smiled before walking out while tying the towel around my midsection.

I quickly wore a pair of jeans and a white V-neck shirt before literally rushing downstairs. Bloom was in the kitchen, humming something unfamiliar under her breath. I had no idea what it was about her that put me on edge but whatever it was, I didn't give a damn because I f*****g loved it.

"Morning," she shrieked at my greeting, placing a hand on her heart.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," I apologized trying not to think of how breathtaking she looked with her cheeks flushed. But then she looked away, focusing on cleaning the kitchen counter more aggressively than I have ever seen her.

"Are you ok-" I began but she cut me off.

"I get it. It was a mistake and you were drunk. You don't have to worry though because I never told your wife anything,"

"Told my wife what?" I questioned confused.

"Look, you are my boss and...Wait, you don't remember?" A look of hurt crossed the brown in her pretty eyes.

What the f**k did I do when I got drunk yesterday?