Page 201 of Plunge into Obsession

Gabriel told me not to worry, but how could I not worry?

The only thing that made me feel slightly,marginallybetter was the fact that Gabriel knew Raphael, and I didn’t think Gabriel would lie to me.

If Raphael was the kind of man to abuse a woman, then surely Gabriel wouldn’t have just given him the time off to look for Kaia.

Perhaps Kaia had overreacted…

But I didn’t think so.

I groaned when my call went to Kaia’s voicemail once more. Perhaps Gabriel was right, and I should let this play out without my interference. But hell, it was so hard not to worry, especially since I could still remember the look in her eyes when she asked me for help. There had been fear and anger and…heartbreak?

What was going on?

I threw my hand up until it hit the mattress.

I was lying on the bed in our room.

I had been on my phone, hoping to find a distraction from…

I shifted a little on the bed, my muscles clenching. I could feel the plug in my bottom.

I took a deep breath.

I had been trying to distract myself from the fact that Gabriel had woken up in one of his moods this morning and decided to plug me after he made me come three times with his mouth.

I shuddered, just remembering.

Afterward, he dressed me in one of the many dresses he had the designer buy for me. This one was yellow with straps about as thick as two of my fingers, and I wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Gabriel hadn’t allowed it, and I hadn’t fought him all that much.

I had been a mess this morning. The three orgasms he gave me weren’t enough.

It was the stupid pregnancy hormones messing me up.

I was horny, and Gabriel had already said I wasn’t allowed to touch myself or there would be retribution. And not the fun kind.

I would hang out with Elena if I didn’t find the idea of being with someone other than Gabriel while I had something up my butt to be too weird.

It was just as well, considering I had heard Elena leaving the house not ten minutes ago, probably to go grocery shopping.

That would take her a good hour or so.

This was all Gabriel’s fault.

“Stupid man,” I muttered.

“Who are you cursing,mi corazón?”

I gasped and sat up, finding an amused Gabriel standing over the threshold. His arms were crossed over his impressive pecs, and there was something light about his eyes.

There had been something different about him since the day I helped Kaia escape, but I couldn’t put my finger on what.

Whatever it was, I was wholly addicted.

The looks he had been shooting me always managed to make my heart race.

“What?” I asked, completely forgetting what we had been talking about… or had we been talking about anything at all?

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