Page 55 of Desire

You just made the biggest mistake of your life.

He’ll never love you.

He’s incapable of love.

Don’t get too comfortable.

He’ll never be faithful.

There were other messages along the same lines, and as she said, all were sent from different profiles. The pictures taken today were included when I got to the last message. I thought back to this afternoon and didn’t recall seeing anyone who looked out of place. From the distance and angles of the images, they weren’t taken from close range. However, the fact that someone took the pictures and sent them to Desire fucked with me.

Your little fairytale will soon come to an end.

“What the fuck? You should’ve told me about this right away, Desire. Why would you keep this from me?” I shouted.

“I didn’t want to worry you. I thought it was harmless until today.”

“But you still waited several hours to tell me. I could already have someone investigating to find out who sent the messages. Don’t ever keep shit like this from me again. Do you understand?”

“I wasn’t thinking?—”

“No shit!”

I hopped out of bed and rushed to our closet, pulling on a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. When I returned to the bedroom, my eyes caught Desire’s. She looked nervous and apologetic as tears rolled down her cheeks. As pissed as I was, I couldn’t stop myself from consoling her. I went to her side of the bed and pulled her into my arms.

“Baby, I’m sorry for how I reacted. Please stop crying.”

“I didn’t think it was serious enough to bother you,” she mumbled through her tears.

I grabbed her shoulders and made her look at me. “Desire, nothing you ever do or say will be a bother to me. You’re my wife, baby, and I’ve fallen in love with you in a matter of weeks. You have to know I’ll do anything to protect you and keep you safe. Don’t ever keep something like this from me again, okay?”

She nodded as she wiped her tears but didn’t verbally respond.

“Look at me, Desire.” She lifted her head. “Promise me you’ll never keep anything like this from me again.”

“I promise.”

I kissed her forehead before looking into her eyes again.

“I’m going downstairs to my office to make a few phone calls. I’m cool with one of the detectives down at the station who will investigate on the low. I’ll be back up in a little while. Get some rest.”

“Okay. Az, I’m?—”

“You don’t have to keep apologizing, baby.” I pressed my lips against hers and felt her body relax. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

A few hours later, I returned to our bedroom. Desire was asleep in the middle of our bed. After stripping out of my sweats and T-shirt, I slowly pulled the covers back and eased beside her.

“Is everything okay?” she whispered.

“My bad, I was trying not to wake you.”

“It’s fine. Did you find out anything?”

“I have somebody on it. Until we figure this out, Mark will take you wherever you need to go, and I’ll have someone watching the house. I looked at the camera footage from the last month and didn’t notice anything suspicious. I’ll have my guy look at it in case I missed something.”

“Okay. I wish I would’ve taken this more seriously, I just?—”

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