Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation-Chapter 225: A spank - II

Evelyn found herself being thrown over the bed in the room she had never visited before. She bounced on the bed for a few seconds before she opened her eyes and turned the glare towards him.

"What are you doing?" She hissed. "What the fuck, Salvatore?"

Salvatore forward and grabbed her ankle before pulling her towards him and then flipping her on her stomach to the bed.

A smack landed on her ass before she knew it, making her yelp.

"What the hell—’

"Language, Evelyn." He chided.

"You do worse things than this!" Evelyn was quick to point that out. "My language is the least of what you can do."

"Agreed," he wrapped her hair around his hand before tugging her close and making her arch her back. "But I don’t want that mouth filth with anything else that does not belong to me. Understood?" He whispered before biting the shell of her ear.

Evelyn gasped loudly before she whimpered. It hurt, but it hurt so well.

"Salvatore.." she cried and her knees buckled. After two years the familiar urge rose in between her legs and all she wanted to do was get rid of it.

For the past two years, she had tried to get herself off with the head off her fingers and there were times when she would get off and times when she would fail, but the feeling of satisfaction always remained behind.

"Evelyn?" He whispered again and that made her shiver in the light. "What do you say I should do with my runaway wife?"

"I don’t know.." she admitted, a kind of weight through the words no longer being able to take the feelings bubbling up. "Please.."

"Please, what, Evelyn?" he asked, breathing the words in her ear, "Go on. Tell me."

She was going to scream in frustration at this point. It was getting too much. "Why are you doing this?" He sounded like he was having fun too.

"Why should I not?" he teased, "I can keep you on the edge for as long as I want, you have kept me celibate for two fucking years."

Celibate? Her eyes snapped open at that. "What?" she ripped herself from his embrace and he let her go. Turning around and facing him, she scoffed at his face. "You have been celibate? Salvatore, you fucked someone on the door of the room that I was staying in!"

She remembered that day as clearly as she could. In fact, so clearly that she could live it but that was not the point.

The point was, he did fuck someone else right outside her room.

His stare remained even which was surprising because she had expected to see anger, hopefully, resentment or just having him storm out of the room but he showed her none of that. He stared at her as if he had a perfectly reasonable explanation for that. So, she waited for him to provide her with it.

"I did not," he answered, "and you should thank Dante for it."

Scoffing in disbelief, Evelyn shook her head. "Why would it need to thank Danre for you choosing to have sex with someone-"

"My wife had gotten pregnant with someone else’s baby and not only that, she married me while being pregnant.’’ Salvatore’s words were barely above a whisper and the cold, expressionless face scared her more than anything.

"What did you expect me to do?" he chuckled and all her anger dialed down. "I wanted to kil you, evelyn. I fucking controlled myself for everythign when it came o you but what did you do?"

She didn’t answer him.

"I wanted to hurt you." Salvatore laughed to himself. "You have no idea what I did to those in the basement. Even Dante blinked at what I did."

Evelyn yelped when he caught a hold of her ankle and dragged her back to him.

"How do you feel after knowing a quarter of it?" he hissed her face and Evelyn gulped. "The pain and destruction I could have caused for you would have been massive, Evelyn, massive. Dante fucking saved you from it."

Dante did? But why?

Coming back to the matter at hand, "Salvatore," she whispered and touched his chest to push him away slightly, "I am sorry. I really did not know."

"Does not matter," he seethed out the words with a smile, "it really does not matter because that kid is gone, Evelyn and arabella is someone i can handle."

His crude words hit harder than siberian wind. Salvatore was okay with arabella because she was not her daughter with aldo. Otherwise, he would never hold back his anger. But, why would he believe her?

"You had her tested, didnt you?" she accused. "You had her DNA tested to see whose daughter she was!"

"I did," he agreed with remorse. "And good for you, I took care of the remaining parent."

Her eyebrows shot up. The remaining parent? He was an abusive man and Evelyn couldn’t be more grateful about it but still, this was not related to anything they were talking about.

"Did you really not sleep with anyone?" she whispered in a hurry, the words tasting like acid in her mouth.

Salvatore gave her a negative shake of the head, "that was Dante. Nice to know you could not recognise my voice, Evelyn."

"Your voice?" she repeated. "It was dante..there?"

Salvatore nodded and a small smirk appeared on his face. "What? Was Dante better?"

Her cheeks were inflamed. "Wh- why would I know that?"

"You must be listening with quiet concentration." He replied. " After all, you thought it was me."

She did think that and that would only confirm that she didn’t hear them with utmost concentration.

"Oh my god," she gasped and her hands cupped her mouth, "I heard Dante have sex!"

Salvatore threw his head back and laughed. "You did." He wheezed slightly. "You did."

Evelyn was smiling the entire time as he laughed but her smile eventually went away. "But not you."

"But," he repeated, "not me."