Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 36 Read Online

Chapter 36 Betrayal

in all her life, this was the first time that a man had embraced Gabrielle so intimately.

Oddly enough, Westley’s action somehow gave her a sense of satisfaction.

Her happiness with Westley was always fleeting and today would be no different. As soon as she walked into the room, Westley grabbed her and threw her on the bed forcefully. The softness of the bed did very little to comfort Gabrielle.

Gabrielle searched her mind to understand his temperament and failed to grasp the reason behind it

“Stop, it hurts… With sadness she looked at him pleadingly. As her eyes filled with tears and her face flushed with emotion she tried to look away before he could see his effect on her.

“Gabrielle, is something wrong and did I hurt you?” asked Westley, with a quizzical look on his face.

Wesley was concerned and hesitant to leave her in such a state.

Despite his concern, his expression was void of emotion and he glared coldly at her as she

Tecoiled in discomfort on the bed.

Gabrielle, what is the matter?” Gabrielle continued to groan in discomfort and it was at this point that Westley couldn’t help but begin to worry that something was really

“Hm… My insides feel as though they are on fire. Westley, do you think that maybe it was your wine we had at dinner?” she asked anxiously as she pulled her collar, suddenly alarmed that these were the deadly effects of an undetected poison.

There is nothing wrong with the wine.” Westley thought to himself. “Gabrielle just had too much to drink. I mean, she almost drank up the whole bottle of wine for crying out loud! Who could survive that without a little discomfort?”

“I hardly think that it was the wine. After all, it is fermented and mulled by the best winery in the business. It is meant to be enjoyed in moderation, with each sip savored until the last drop. One would think you have never enjoyed such good wine before.” He did not conceal his dislike for her at all.

Gabrielle was not surprised with his attitude: as Westley had never been affectionate to her in the past.

“You are probably right Westley, don’t worry

about me. I just want to get undressed and go to bed. It’s alright, you can leave me now.” Gabrielle lelt hot and bothered, as she toyed with the thought of taking off her clothes right now.

unapologetic

towards the door.

he found that the door

the door as he came in. Certain that he hadn’t locked the door,

that it must have been

he thought silently to himself. ‘Surely she would

earlier that evening and with a look of horror he realized she was not intoxicated but must have been drugged. Her reaction couldn’t be to the vine; maybe it was the

remembered a similar incident that had occurred to him not too long ago. How could one forget the time he had been

was outsmarted by those whom

Tobias and his wife were equally responsible for the events that unfolded that

of betrayal he felt at this very moment because of Miley. He was taken advantage yet again and this time in his own house. Feeling powerless, Westley resigned to the fact that he

as “grandmother” was

Westley kicked the door hard. His aggression was

hear me? Open the door if

Neil, c’mon!”

shouted, there was no response

a shadow of doubt, that Miley was the

part of it all was that Westley began to feel a burning sensation, stemming from his abdomen running

burning sensation was not new to him and he knew exactly what

the wine was not responsible for how he or Gabrielle

must

all she must have had two or three bowls of soup. so it was understandable that her

thuid that

bed, with her dress torn open. There she was before him her white, tender and slender legs bare not hidden from his

recall the pleasure she had brought him on that fateful day

had overwhelmed him before. The only betrayal he could think of

it’s so hot… Turn on the air conditioner. .. Turn on the air conditioner…”, Gabrielle pleaded. She

to her body. How else

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