Days later, Veronica Bilson received a text from her informer she knew, helping her find out about Gibson and Belle. She also received an email from it, she opened her email and found something that made her shocked.
Gibson and Belle detail their profile, their marriage certificate. Everything. She quickly dialed the same number of her informers who helped her digging the whole secret they keep from the public.
"Is that true then?"
"What you want, yes. They weren't Clark Danvers nor Verena Danvers. They are Victor Gibson and Andriana Belle Decker by legal marriage. She was born in Colorado, and he California. I must say, he abducted her from where she stayed, until now her parents don't know where she is. He forced her into a marriage because of his obsession towards her, he killed his wife's friend, not just that _ he killed two more people before he killed her. Shocked aren't you".
Veronica gulped, "Two bodies never found. This man is a maniac. And you fall for him without knowing his background, his wife is the victim that he loved her much".
"Stop fucking saying that! Tell me how I can get him?"
"Lead your way. I'm sure you can. I never doubt you".
She leans on a chair as her informer hangs up. Gasping, she patted her forehead, she fell in love with the maniac and so did she. The devil. She must do something to get him before that brat becomes pregnant. All she said is _ threatening him.
"Well, no one can't escape from Veronica Bilson".
After that, Veronica Bilson started to stalk Gibson and Belle. She now knows where they lived. Inside the Garnett, farmhouse away from town and school. They lived happily ever after and she was jealous. She wanted to steal that happiness they had, and ripped it apart.
Even in school. She hated it when she saw that little witch coming over to the teacher's office. She wanted to rip that brat smile. She hated everything about Belle.
You'll see? This will come into public.
Weekend arrives again, Gibson receives a text from Veronica, asking him to meet her alone on the beach near the amusement park. Of course he knows that place. He likes to bring his little brat to the amusement park at night.
He doesn't want to meet her at first but she said it is important and involves their marriage life.
He was shocked. He wanted to bring Belle with him but she said alone. Belle is watching her favorite show, Gibson took a seat beside her.
"Belle?" She turned to him. "I'm going out for a while. Anything you want from the town?"
"Can you get me Mr. Mckenzie's double cheeseburgers with cokes and extra large onion rings and choco bars".
He nodded, smiled, kissed her forehead. "Thank you". Resuming watching the tv, Gibson left the house.
Later. He parked his truck, he saw her sit on the big rock. He sighed, he really doesn't have time with her, what is it she wants from him? He's out of the truck, and met her.
"Veronica? Why do you want to see me in public, can't we see in school".
"It's important".
"Important to you or mine".
She smiled. "Both". She walked towards him slowly, "I want a proper introduction. Hi, I'm Veronica Bilson, what's yours?"
"Is this some kind of jokes to you? Look, I don't have much time and I don't want to play with you whatsoever".
He is about to leave but she stops him. "What kind of whatsoever, Victor Gibson?"
He completely froze. He turned to her back. How did she know his real name? Xanders? No way, he wouldn't. He promised.
"Victor Gibson, is that your real name? How I wonder if you fake your identity. Why? Are you a bad person, Mr. Gibson?"
"I don't know what you are talking about. Who, Victor Gibson. I'm Clark Danvers".
"Well, you can't lie but not me. You're a killer, Gibson. You abducted your wife Andriana Belle Decker away from her hometown, you forced her into a marriage, a marriage to you that her parents still don't know where she lived. You killed your wife's best friend because she _ know your secret obsession. You think she is the problem for your obsession and you killed her".
She laughed. Gibson eyes red as she mentioned about Belle. Who the hell is she and how does she know all this? What the fuck she want from him!
"You made a promise to her that you can't kill more innocent people. That means you can't touch me either but I can".
She is getting closer to him. "If you don't want this came into public figure, putting bad our school reputation include your wife graduate, you had to listen to me".
"You threatened me?!"
Shrug, said. "Leave your wife, divorce her and return her to her family".
"What do you think I will do for you? I'm not afraid of your filthy mouthy bitch!"
She laughed harder. "Oh, of course you're not afraid of me but you're afraid of losing her. I'll tell you what, Gibson. I give you time and space. Think. If you are still with your decision and what you did is right, I don't hesitate to come out to the public about you both. You're going to stay for the rest of your life in jail, seeing her undergraduate and you ruining her life _ again".
"If I listen to you?"
"Simple. She's graduated, you're not in jail. Out of public. Forget about her and be mine for the rest of your lived".
She kissed his lips, whispers in his ears. "Choose wisely, Gibson. I know where you lived. For the sake of her life do what I'd said".
She turns her feet and walks back to her car. Gibson on the other hand gasped and was shocked so much. He cannot lose Belle again. Never not again. This bitch is out of her mind, she doesn't know what she can do even though he made a promise not to kill her. This bitch had to pay for what she said.
Later that evening, Gibson came home empty handed. He forgot to buy what Belle asked him earlier. She runs toward him and sees his empty handed hand as he walks inside.
Her smile faded.
"You must have forgotten what I asked you too". He looked up at her confused face in confusion, "It's okay. I must have asked you too much. I already cooked dinner for us. You better take your showers and we eat together".
Before he could say anything, she turned her feet back to the kitchen. He sighs without saying any word, he walks upstairs straight to the bathroom. Turning on the showers and began to cry.
He never felt so unbeaten especially not a woman, he always won his prize but this _?
It's too painful.
He cried between the showers that he doesn't want her to hear him from downstairs, without taking off his clothes. He cried so hard, he doesn't want to lose her again.
His wife.
He wants to see her graduate and to see her happiness. This must end, he had too.
Forgive me my love.
Dinner with Gibson and Belle. She scooped a large amount of food inside her mouth. He noticed something changing her. Maybe she's hungry, no one couldn't tell. She scoops large amounts again then smiles in satisfaction. She turns to him, not touching his food yet.
"Are you not eating? Why? Does it taste so bad? I'm sorry".
Cried, Gibson shook his head and he started to eat. Belle wasn't a bad cook, her cooking was delicious.
"If you don't like my cooking I can order pizza for you".
He shook his head again. He doesn't want anything, all he wants is her _ that all. Staring at her face makes him six pack belly full with lots of her smile inside him. That's all he asked, it's her.
"Belle?" He looked at her. "Forgive me if I hurt you since we first met".
She looks at him, he chuckles scratching his back head.
"If _ you want, I mean if you want to live with your parents again, I'll send you home. I promise I wouldn't kill them, not even you and I will stop bothering you. You can live like you used to".
She snorted a smile. "What's wrong with you? What are you babbling about? I made a promise, am I right? I won't leave you and you won't leave me as your promise to me. Why suddenly you saying this _ I noticed you act so weird since you got back from your walking, whatever".
"Nothing. I'd just said _"
"Then DON'T!" She stared at his face in anger, "We're promising to start over right? You're saying that to me _ like you don't even love me anymore, you want a divorce!
"I do love you, Belle. Always, forever. No, not a divorce".
"And I do too. I love you Victor Gibson".
His face shocked, did he hear wrong? Belle loved him. He wanted to scream, Belle loved him.
"Damn much! I don't want a divorce from you. You hurt me once and that is past, don't hurt me twice. If you do, I won't forgive you".
He smiles and nods. But he must break her heart again. Oh, he hated that word.
"I won't. You have my promise, my love".
He had to lie, he had to fake his smile. For her, he will do anything to keep her safe and no harm. No harm from that devil.
Veronica Bilson.
Night, he grabbed her hair, holding her on her knees in front of him. She was just at the perfect level for, his other hand then joined the hand in her hair, yanking it harshly, causing a pain and hissed out from her lips. He trusted himself into her mouth, gagging her with his member.
Thrusting in and out of her mouth, Gibson held her by her hair to keep her from moving. Tonight is his possession and mad in his eyes. And she likes it. She didn't know what possessed him, he was rough, rougher than he'd ever been, as if he hadn't been able to handle the separation for her.
She stayed still as he continued to thrust into her mouth, though the action came when something salty filled her mouth. She swallowed, coughing as he removed himself from her mouth.
He knelt down, bringing their lips together, pushing her down and falling on top of her as the breath was knocked from her, she spread her legs wider open and him between them.
He finally let go of her hair, grabbing her wrists in one hand and holding them on her abdomen as he slid down until his face was positioned between her legs. His free hand held her hip, his shoulders keeping her legs from closing.
A squeak left her mouth where he was shocked by giving her a long licked down there. Her head fell back onto the pillow.
Unable to control her body, and she couldn't stop herself from the stimulation he caused. Several moans of pleasure made their way through her as a coil tightened in her abdomen. She gasped with pleasure.
He was in control of her body, her body no longer betrayed or blocked what he was doing to her.
At first it wasn't a pleasure, until this. Her orgasm washed over her in an intense wave of pleasure. He kissed his way up her body, settling himself between her thighs before pushing his erect member into her.
His mouth licked and sucked her breast. Her moan filled the room as he moved in and out of her, her hips joining into the dance.
Her arms wrapped around his neck as her legs did the same thing around his waist, allowing him to hit a certain spot that sent waves of pleasure through her. He wanted her so many times. Her body couldn't control if he had her in bed.
They share a kiss. His lips down to her chin and neck. Once he reached the place where her neck met her shoulder, he sucked harshly on her skin, biting down while one of his hands gripped her ass. He feast her breast again. Between their kisses, he whispers in her ears.
I always find you no matter what my love. Even my death! I always find you, no matter what my darling wife. My death, my soul, my spirits will find you!