Chapter 5 5

AMELIA

The car stopped in front a mansion. The building was graced with multiple columns that elevated the look.

Rafael stepped out from his side of his car and rushed over to open the door for me. He held my hands as we walked into the house.

I gasped immediately we got in, words wouldn't do justice to how the interior looked. "It's beautiful." I said finding it hard to look away.

Rafael stood in front of me, forcing me to look at him. "I knew you'd love it." He said and leaned in for a kiss.

Before I could respond to that, I felt myself being swept off my feet into his arms. "Oh my gawd! What are you doing, Rafael?" I screamed giggling and held on to his neck for support.

Rafael ran up the stairs into the bedroom with me in his arms. He dropped me on the bed, took off his shirt in an instant and stared at me, "should I rip this or would you take it off?"

"Noo... it's my wedding dress, it should be protected." I giggled. And slowly took it off.

Rafael stared at me with ravenous eyes. I could tell that he was impatient with how slowly this was happening.

I felt my nipples harden when my dress fell to my waist, I didn't wear a bra because the dress had padding. I stepped out of the dress to reveal my lace panties before taking it off.

"Lie down." It almost sounded like a command, his voice was low.

I climbed the bed facing him, before I knew it he was on top of me. He held my hands above my head and kissed me. Every fiber of my being yearned for more of his touches. He went slowly this time, compared to the last time at the park.

His lips went to my nipples and I let out a soft moan. His other hand massaged my left boob.

Rafael tongue swirled around my right nipple, and I could feel my pussy cream up with expectations. As if he read my mind. His slid his finger between my legs and rubbed me. I wanted him to have him and my body did nothing to hide it.

He rubbed his hard dick on me before sliding inside. My hips pushed further to him as he thrusted. A low growl escaped his throat and he pulled me closer to him. It was magical.

**********

"You really can't wait to claim my office." Rafael asked, watching me half naked from the bed as i got dressed.

"It's been three weeks Rafael. And it's my office now." I smirked. "You signed the contract."

He rolled his eyes. "Right, your office."

"Don't be so grumpy about it, it's just one of three." I said and leaned in to kiss him. "Gotta go, I don't want anyone thinking that their new boss is lazy."

"No one would think that, considering you just got married. And even if they did, they wouldn't dare show it. I'd end them."

I rolled my eyes at his remark, even though I knew very well that he wasn't joking.

I walked down the stairs and Rafael followed slowly behind me.

"I promise, I just want to see my office, say hello and I'd come right back." I gave him in a kiss and opened the door.

I found a black box on the doorstep. I gasped immediately I opened it.

Inside the box was one of our wedding photos. It was my favorite.

But my face... was gone.

Burnt out, like someone had taken a lighter or acid to it. Rafael's side of the photo was untouched. He looked perfect.

A folded note lay beneath the frame.

"I'D BE BACK TO TAKE WHAT'S MINE."

My stomach twisted. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe. My fingers trembled around the box. Rafael reached it before I could say anything, snatching it from my hands.

His eyes turned lethal the moment he saw the contents.

"What the f-" He cut himself off, pulled out his phone, and barked into it. "Get someone on the footage now. I want every second between midnight and now, every entrance, every shadow. I want a list of everyone who came near this damn house."

He hung up and wrapped his arms around me without asking.

"Amelia," he murmured. "It's okay. You're safe."

I didn't answer. The image of the ruined photo played in my head.

"I don't understand," I whispered. "Who would do this?"

Rafael didn't answer immediately. That pause was all I needed.

"You know something," I said, pulling away just enough to look at him.

"I don't," he said firmly. "Not exactly. But whoever it is they're going to regret breathing the second I find them."

I exhaled shakily, still not sure if it was fear or anger bubbling stronger in my chest.

"Go to the office," he said after a beat, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. "Keep your head up. I'll handle this."

I nodded and walked slowly into the car.

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My heels clicked against the marble floor as I stepped into the office, my office.

I was still going over some reports when the door swung open.

"What are you doing here Ethan?" I asked standing up, trying to keep my voice cool.

He shut the door behind him and took a step forward. "I just want to talk."

"We don't have anything to talk about."

"Yes, we do, Amelia." His voice was desperate. "I messed up, alright? I treated you like shit, and I shouldn't have. I was angry and stupid, but I never stopped loving you."

I stood still, letting the silence stretch.

He moved closer. "You don't belong here. This isn't you. He's not for you. Come home, Amelia. Please."

A bitter laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "Home? That was never home. That was a cage."

His face hardened. "So what, you just climb into Rafael's bed and call it freedom?"

I didn't flinch. "You don't get to come here and talk to me like that."

"Oh, I'm just saying what everyone else is thinking," he snapped, voice rising. "You left me and seduced my brother like some power-hungry slut-"

I pressed the intercom. "Security. Now!"

"Don't you dare!" he barked, his face reddening.

The doors opened almost instantly. Two large men stepped in.

"Get him out," I said, turning away from Ethan. "And make sure he never comes into this building again."

They grabbed him by the arms.

"This isn't over, Amelia!" he shouted as they dragged him out. "You'll regret choosing him over me!"

The door slammed shut.

I sat down slowly, and taking in a deep breath. My phone vibrated suddenly. It was Rafael.

"Amelia?"

"Your brother just showed up at my office. He made a scene."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine now. I had him escorted out."

A pause. Then his voice darkened. "I'll handle it. I'll send a guard to your office, he won't get near you again."

There was a beat of silence.

"And, Amelia... we found the person who dropped the box."

My heart skipped a beat. "Who?"