1. Diavolo Ch 06


    Date: 1/25/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    for letting his pretty face weaken her resolve, darn-it. His nose traced the curve of her ear, giving her goose bumps. “I just don’t want you to go. Would you at least consider staying in the spare bedroom here?” Abigail felt herself weakening. “I shouldn’t. I’m supposed to be caring for that house—“ He scoffed, almost angry now, “Come-on, Abigail. Surely the house won’t fall apart because you’re gone a night or two. The owner doesn’t expect you to lock yourself in there and not have a life.” Panic had her heart thudding in her chest. If she succumbed to sleeping with him, eventually she would also give in to having sex with him. She barely restrained herself from touching and stroking him everywhere as it was, may God have mercy on her sinful soul. His phone began to ring. She took the opportunity to jolt up out of his reach and say she wanted to help Sharmane clear up the food from the tables. She was dashing away from Gabriel before he could grab her again. Inside, she headed toward the bathroom where she locked herself in and leaned against the door with a heartfelt sigh. Oh-lord. How was she supposed to resist the temptation that was Gabriel? Stepping up to the sink, she splashed some cold water on her face until she remembered her mascara. Looking up, she stared horrified at the black panda smudges around her eyes now. With a dejected sigh, she grabbed the soap and began to wash everything off. As she was rinsing her face with warm water, she heard arguing just outside ...
    the door. “Don’t start, Erica. What did I do this time?” Silence. “Again? Again the silent treatment?” Michael punched the door, making Abigail jump. “God-damn-it, Erica. What did I do?” “You know what you did,” the girl finally spat. “I saw you looking at that nasty whore that kissed Gabriel. Maybe Abigail doesn’t mind that type of behavior, but I’m not going to put up with that shit. Your being a rock star does not impress me, Mike.” There was struggling outside and again the door was banged. “How ‘bout this? Does this impress you?” “Get the fuck off me, you pig,” Erica hissed. Abigail covered her mouth in shock when she heard the distinct sound of a slap. She cupped her throat, hoping they were not about to start beating each other as the sound of a tussle made it clear through the door. Unsure as to whether or not she should walk out of the bathroom, she heard Mike’s muffled voice exclaim, “Stop-it-stop-it, Erica. Have a little respect for Gabe’s grandmother’s house.” “I don’t give a rat’s ass whose house I’m in, you jerk.” “Erica, I was not purposely looking at that chick. She grabbed Gabe and started kissing him. Rafe and I were trying to get her off him, is all,” he said in a pleading tone. Abigail heard Erica’s heels stomping off and Michael’s hurrying after her. Poor Michael. She knew he wouldn’t ever cheat on Erica. This past month she’d seen how he cared for Erica, making sure she took her medication, and that she ate and rested well. She thought about what Erica ...
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