Falling For The Man I Married

By the moment we got back to the venue, I started getting alert and keeping a winning smile on my lips. Because to hell or whatever, Gabriel is mine all night.

I put my hand on his arm as we walked back to our seats. I spotted Stacey talking to the celebrants, but her eyes were moving around.

-'Hmm... looking for a husband, huh?'- 

"Love, I'll just talk to Mr Singson regarding our latest project," Gabriel said after pulling out my chair and once I was seated.

"Okay, love." 

I said and smirked when he turned around. I know what's in his mind. I also know why suddenly he wanted to talk to Mr Singson. Stacey was just a few meters away from us, and by flaunting himself in the middle, she will surely find him easily and talk to him. And from that, I know he's thinking that I will prove my position as his wife. Tsk.Tsk. Wise move Gabriel.

But even so, I keep an eye on my husband, but when I got a message from Greg, I lost him.

**Hi, beautiful Madi. How are you and what are you doing?**

I smiled and shook my head. Sometimes he really knows how to flatter me.

**Hello, Gregy boy. I'm fine and I'm currently at the party.** 

I replied. But he's a faster texter.

**Party? Who having a party?**

**Gabriel's friends in college, 6th wedding anniversary**

**Where?**

I frowned at his last question, but I still sent him where the party is. And after that, I didn't get any response from him. I just sighed and put my phone back in my clutch. But the moment my eyes were back to where my husband is, the scene in the middle is something I couldn't accept. Stacey is now sucking my husband's neck.

-'Huh! This sluty-bitch! I was just being distracted for a moment, and here you are hooking up my husband?'- 

I muttered to myself as I walked slowly and gracefully towards them. I gave my most bitchy smile before I pulling Gabriel's hand.

"Aherm! Love, is there anything I can help you with?" I also raised an eyebrow.

"Oh no..." the bitch chuckled sarcastically. ".. you can't help him, because---"

"Excuse me? Am I talking to you, Miss?" I saw her gasped and I continued. "Are you my husband, the one I called 'love'? Because as far as I remember I was referring to 'my husband!" 

I emphasized the last two words to let her know that he was already taken... that I've already taken him.

tell me

a little taller

you want a battle of beauty,

have asked

who the real queen of beauty is. I haven't missed how Gabriel gulped when he got a clear view of

Gabriel's ex-girlfriend? Well, for your information, I am his wife, so if there's anyone who should ask him about all his actions,

"Huh!"

I noticed his smile between our kiss but I ignored him and pulled the nack of

the cheers of the people around us. I gasped but when I looked at him,

his thumb to wipe the smudged lipstick off my lips and then he smiled as he pressed his forehead to mine,

"I love you." 

those three words again.

answer him. The crowd was still cheering and clapping their hands around us. Stacey is nowhere to be found. When

who would have thought that the bitch was inside too and our paths were about to cross again? I found her washing her

I was washing my hands and when I was about to dry

think he loves you?" she asked still wearing a devilish

add salt to the

since I have no choice, I smiled and

bathroom except us!" she raised her voice, but I

sorry, I thought you were talking

bitch! Gabriel is mine, no matter what

she just call

will you stop your illusions of claiming my husband? Have at least a little shame inside you! And what did you call me---bitch? To tell you honestly, It doesn't suit my personality,

only I can give

and tried to hide the hurt that popped inside my

that how you understand marriage? Well, let me tell you then... our marriage was not based only on sex, pleasures and different positions we can try or do in bed because it's based on love and respect we had for each other! For sure, that's the reason why you left him before and chose to be with

seemed dumbfounded

top of

just to add to her

that you're talking about! I don't give a fuck to every man I encounter and I don't

slap me, but I immediately

ever lay your hand on my pretty

took it back and laughed at

what, I underestimated you. You know how to defend yourself well and

and attitude, because my personality is me and my attitude depends on you... it's just

got into my bones. She

eat your makeup, so you can try and be pretty