Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 42 Beg Him

Gabrielle’s voice wasn’t particularly loud, but her every word tang clear in Westley’s ears.

Silly girl. Here she was lying in his arms with her eyes closed, yet she was thinking of another matnl. She even called out his name.

How could she miss Bryce then, when he was out having fun with Nellie?

Westley gritted his teeth and stifled the urge to throw her into the pond or the flower beds in front of the villa. Gingerly, he carried her inside.

“You’re back, Mr. Morris,” Neil remarked when he saw him. “What’s wrong with Miss Jones?” Of course, the butler would be surprised to see himni come back so early, and with Gabrielle in his arms to boot. More to the point, Neil was wondering why they hadn’t even bothered to take a car.

Westley walked past the other man and strode over to the staircase.

“No one is allowed to come upstairs without my permission,” he ordered in his usual cold manner before disappearing into the second floor landing,

Neil gaped after him, stunned. What on earth

could have possibly happened? Westley lacked furious, and he thought he had smelled alcohol waiting from the lady when they passed him. It was quite a worrying situation, so he hurriedly called Alvin.

“Tell me, Alvin, why has Mr. Morris returned with Miss Jones in his arms? Didn’t you drive them back home?”

“Well, Miss Jones threw up in the car just before we reached the gates of Vineyard Villa. The car is sullied, believe me, and Mr. Morris is mad about it. I’m going to have it washed to get rid of the stench.”

Even as he spoke, Alvin was opening all the windows and the overhead hatch of said vehicle. The foul odor was still there, and it was starting to disgust him.

“Is that really all? I mean, I can tell that Mr. Morris is indeed furious….”

worked up over such a matter, especially given the man’s temperament. The way

pretend you haven’t seen anything. He has a deep

automobile service shop. If he didn’t rinse this machine any time soon, he just might

was a troublemaker.

angry at Miss Jones because

get this car cleaned as soon as possible.” Alvin hung up without waiting for a response. Now that he thought about it, the

appease Westley to some degree,

about the reasons for Westley’s rage. It was never about

 why

wed the moment he

sobered her. She looked around and saw the man looming over her from the side of the bed. He was glaring daggers

scene was achingly familiar to

what are you doing?” she asked in a horrified

in place, silent and unmoving. After a few

was what alarmed Gabrielle the most. She swallowed a lump

back to what had happened at noon, and she found herself wondering if Westley

hours having sex earlier, all while under the drug’s influence. That was different, though; Westley had needed her at

Gabrielle?”

of his shirt and had proceeded to get rid

a vulgar thing? She didn’t want

 knew what he was up to, Westley had grabbed her by the leg and was dragging her

what I’m talking about. If you didn’t lack men in your life, you wouldn’t be looking for them everywhere you go.” Westley bit

to

am no longer interested in your reasons or whatever. I only know that you are short of iten!” Westley’s eyes were burning with an ominous fury. It was evident that no amount of explaining was going to get through to him. In fact, he wanted nothing more at the