Chapter 114
- Lexi’s POV
- Luca and I repeat each other’s actions. He takes a step towards me and I take one away from him. That is until my back hits the wall. Meaning I have backed myself up in a corner with no where else to go. I stay frozen while Luca covers the distance that was once between us. As soon as he is standing in front of me his hand snakes around my throat and he slams my head back against the sheet rock. To describe Luca as angry right now would be a big understatement. He is furious, and at that moment I can only pray for my life. “What the fuck do you think you are doing? If you wanted some attention from me, all you had to do is ask. Instead of throwing a big fit, and since when do you have any say so on where you sleep. You are my wife and therefore your place is in this bedroom with me. I thought I explained this to you, but for some reason you can’t get it in your stupid head. I’m the damn boss, not you.”
- Before I stop myself, I spit out, “I do believe dear husband that it is you who can’t seem to understand. I’m done worrying myself over Kristen and you. Wondering if you love her more. Or if you are going to throw me aside like you have before. Do you even care how I feel about her living with us. She was supposed to be my best friend, I loved her like a sister. She was the one person I begged you not to mess with and you promised me you wouldn’t. You lied to me. Loyalty is so important to you, but where is your loyalty when it comes to me? I’m the one who stays locked up in this damn house day in and day out. Raising our children. Then when you decide to grace us with your presence you might come home for maybe a night, but than your off again. I get that you have a family to run, but just because you treat me like I am stupid doesn’t mean that I actually am. I know what you are doing. All the woman who shares your bed with you. I don’t like it, but I overlook it. Because let’s face it I don’t really have any other choice. I’m not allowed to have friends. The more you keep treating me like this the more I’m breaking. But you don’t ever stop to check how I am doing. I refuse to be depressed any more. I have to think about all four of my kids. Who would take care of them if something was to happen to me. If I continue down this road with you, then I won’t be there to raise them, because you are driving me insane. I’m always lonely, and the times that I do get to talk to other people. They always have look at me with pity. I have loved you, and I’m not going to lie. I will always love you, but I can’t take much more. I’ve come to terms that you won’t never let me go. Fine, just let me move back into the West wing. That way I can have my little section, and won’t have to have yours and Kristen’s relationship thrown in my face. Hell, tonight I asked the maids where you were, and neither one of them could look me in the eye. Do you know how degrading that made me feel. Then when Marco does something wrong, I get blamed for it. You never once asked me my side of the story. No, you automatically thought I was the one who fucked up. So, I’m once again begging you Luca to please let me swap rooms. I’m to young to have a nervous breakdown or go into a deep depression. Which both aren’t to far away just to let you know.”