5

four days later

- Audrey, finish your plate, thunder harshly Camille

My daughter has her arms crossed, her nose turned up, determined not to eat anymore.

- You know I don't like beans, she complains.

My "wife" noisily lays her fork against the table, casts a stern look at Audrey.

- I'm not going to repeat myself, she raises her voice which makes the little girl jump violently.

- What's wrong with you, leave the child alone, I intervene.

She looks at me surprised by my tone, as for my daughter, her eyes are watery.

- Come here, I said softly to Audrey.

She gets down from her chair, head down, and walks up to me. I carry it without difficulty, leave the table and retrieve my keys under the questioning gaze of Camille.

- What are you doing ? she asks, already knowing the answer.

- I'm going out, I say dryly.

She follows me with long strides to the front door.

- It is by acting like this that you spoil your daughter! she throws.

I deliberately ignore him and leave my house to head for the garage, with Audrey in my arms.

...............

- Do you like princess?

- Yes dad, it's delicious, she said enjoying her pancake.

Her fingers and mouth are covered in chocolate, I watch her eat with a smile on her face.

- Mom is mean, she complains, sucking her little fingers.

- No my darling, she just wants your good, I answered.

She shrugs and gives me a slice of crepe which I gladly take.

- Next time you will eat those famous beans okay?

She displays a sulky face and nods against her sandstone.

- Come on, let's go wash our hands.

................

It is already dark and Audrey fell asleep during the trip.

I carry her gently, enter my passenger compartment and take her to her bedroom.

I take her shoes off, cover her with a blanket and turn on the night light.

She curls up on herself, her soft hair covering her angelic face. I tuck her hair properly back against the pillow and lean down to place a kiss on her temple.

What will I do without her?

After having contemplated him for long minutes, I quietly leave his room, closing the door behind me and lean against it.

I close my eyes for a moment and take a deep breath.

I have no desire to join Camille.

A hand lands on my chest, making me flinch. I tense at the smell of jasmine that fills the air.

I open my eyes and contain myself as best I can so as not to push her away.

- I think we need to talk, she whispers.

I agree, his behavior and his absences become heavy.

I shift from the door without a glance in his direction and walk towards what serves as my bedroom. I hear her sigh behind my back, annoyed by my behavior and follow me.

I enter the room and begin to unbutton my shirt.

- I'll take care of it, she said spreading my hands.

I don't protest, I let her do it.

His steady breath falls against my face, his long eyelashes flutter, his luscious mouth is slightly open, concentrated on his task. She slowly unbuttons my shirt, her long fairy fingers voluntarily graze my hot skin with every movement.

She leans her body towards mine, she wears one of my t-shirts which means that nothing is hidden underneath.

Damn .. She is so beautiful, so attractive, the vision that is offered to me is a torture, it's my wife brothel! This marvel was only intended for me! I have a mad desire to make love to her, to show her all that she always manages to create in my body burning with desire for her.

She knows what I'm thinking, she's fully aware of the power she has over me.

She bends down and sticks her chest deliciously against my chest whose breathing is irregular.

She places her frail hands behind my neck and greedily devours my lips.

And I respond with passion to his kiss. Helpless, weak, too much in love?

Our tongues meet wildly, I bite her bottom lip gently, making her moan in passing.

I raise her without further ado, she naturally encircles her long legs around my waist. I growl at our slower kiss, a bestial sound that drives her mad with desire.

- Azel... she moaned pleadingly when I lay a shower of kisses on her scented neck.

But she decided otherwise Azel.

Knowing that I am not the only one to put her in this feverish state, knowing that she sees and caresses in this way a man other than me automatically brings down my desire expressed in my tight pants, as if he had never exist.

I lower her slowly and cease all contact with her body.

- We have to talk if I'm not mistaken, I say with a little shortness of breath.

- It can wait darling, she gets impatient throwing herself on me.

I push her away firmly by the shoulders, I immediately read annoyance in her eyes.

- What's got into you Azel? You... you're getting weird, I'm not turning you on anymore, is that it?! she blames me.

It's the best one there! My jaw is clenching on its own, I should ask you the question maybe?

If she knew that I knew about her shameful secret...

- That is not the question, how can I no longer desire my wife who knows how to satisfy me perfectly?

And I always thought so, but not anymore that something has changed.

- We encountered difficulties with the order of one of our biggest brands, I add.

- And why didn't you tell me? It must be serious for you to be in this state. does she worry

I pass a hand against her cheek, stroking it gently.

- Don't worry, everything works out with me. And regarding Audrey, be more indulgent with her, I finished in a tone colder than I could master.

I have to control myself, the hatred that drives me will eventually take over my behavior at this rate. And that's definitely not what I want.

- She becomes capricious.. To wonder who makes her like this.

- She's just a child Camille! And to start, already try to be more present for her.

- You know that we are organizing a big fashion show for Italy and that it takes me a lot of time.

Tsss.. is it the fashion show or your lover occupying your time? I believed like a fool in this work excuse, but not anymore.

I clench my fists, try to calm myself down so as not to throw out the truth.

Her eyes narrow, she yawns jaw droppingly and smiles weakly at me.

- I think we'll continue our little business tomorrow then, she whispers in my ear followed by a chaste kiss on my lips.

I sigh to myself, relieved that I won't be going any further with her tonight.

I finish undressing, out of the corner of my eye I see her climb on the bed and pull on the blanket.

Her long hair overflows the bed, and I immediately avert my eyes from the hypnotic vision she offers me.

You won't have me Camille anymore. I will no longer let myself be tempted by your charm and blinded by the love I have for you.

Only my revenge will count now.