His Mistress is His Ex-Wife
Chapter 82: Honeymoon

Chapter 82: Honeymoon

After his confrontation with Sasha, Dominique left the Smith Mansion. He couldn’t bear to see Sasha after what she had done. He couldn’t forgive her for her betrayal and deception.

His longing for Sabrina intensified further. He just hoped that she was still alive together with their child.

Having conflicting emotions, Dominique just found himself standing on the same spot where he last saw Sabrina– the bridge where she jumped off five years ago.

Dominique sank to his knees, sitting on the ground with his back leaning on the concrete bridge railing. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he cradled his head in his hands, overwhelmed by his regret and longing.

"I miss her... Sabrina, please come back..." Dominique mumbled as he buried his face on his knees. He didn’t know how long he had stayed there. He lost track of time.

When he finally calmed down, Dominique stood up as he made his way to his car. At that moment, he only had one destination in mind– Athena’s place.

By the time Dominique arrived at Athena’s penthouse, it was already past ten in the evening. Standing outside, he pressed the doorbell repeatedly, but there was no response. The house seemed empty and Athena was not around.

Dominique decided to stay outside her gate. He squatted on the ground as he waited for her to arrive. But little did he know, Athena wouldn’t return home tonight. She was with Gael, spending the night with him.

Enduring the coldness of the night, Dominique remained on his spot patiently. The only person who could remind him of Sabrina was Athena so he chose to see her. He wanted to hear her voice and catch a glimpse of her eyes which were very similar to Sabrina’s.

Lost in his thoughts, Dominique reminisced about his moment with Sabrina.

[ FLASHBACK... ]

Honeymoon: The night after their wedding...

Dominique just finished taking a shower when he saw his wife, Sabrina, blowing her hair while looking in the mirror.

He stood on his spot, secretly observing Sabrina.

’I can’t deny the fact that my wife is so pretty and... innocent. I like playing with her. I thought I would be having a hard time pretending I’m so in love with her, but surprisingly, my acting is just natural. Even Ashton and Sasha misunderstood me, thinking I was no longer pretending.’ Dominique thought to himself.

’I know... what I feel for her is just pure lust. She is a beauty with a nice figure. I am physically attracted to her. And I think this is just natural.’ He convinced himself, denying his feelings for Sabrina.

Sabrina turned around after sensing Dominique’s presence behind her. "Dom... Come here. Let me dry your hair."

Dominique smiled at her before tracing his steps toward her. He obediently sat down in front of the mirror while Sabrina stood behind him.

Sabrina gently touched his wet hair as she began to blower it. As Sabrina carefully wielded the blow dryer, the warm breeze danced through Dominique’s hair. He reclined in his chair, eyes closed.

He could smell her fresh yet sweet scent, giving him a relaxing feeling. Soon, Sabrina started a conversation with him.

"Dom, how many children do you want us to bear?" she inquired, her voice filled with excitement.

Dominique snapped his eyes open when he heard her question. He hadn’t thought about it yet. Besides, he never planned on impregnating her in the early stage of their marriage. His goal was to acquire Albert William’s company and fortune. After that, he would file a divorce.

Sensing Dominique’s hesitation, Sabrina’s smile disappeared. ’Is he not yet ready to have a child?’

Meanwhile, Dominique saw the changes in Sabrina’s mood when he failed to give her an answer. He caught her wrists and he pulled her, making her sit on his lap to face him.

’I didn’t mean to make her sad. I was just caught off guard by her sudden question.’

He lifted her chin so that she could meet his eyes. "Sab, you are just twenty-two. Don’t you think you are still too young to bear our child?"

"Furthermore, I just want to focus on you... on us. I want all your attention. If we have a baby, then I think I might get jealous because your attention will be divided between me and our baby." Dominique explained so that Sabrina wouldn’t be upset with his reaction.

Sabrina pouted her lips. "I know. I’m just excited to have a mini version of you. If I were to decide, I want to have two children. One boy and one girl. I hope that our future son will look exactly like you... overloading with your cuteness." Her eyes sparkled in delight as she talked about their future children.

"Hmm. Okay. I like that. Our little girl will also become your mini version. She will be pretty like her mother." Dominique gently caressed Sabrina’s face.

She giggled when she heard that.

"Love, do you know that between two married couples, if someone loves the other so much, their children will resemble the person they love the most? So if our child happens to look like you then it means I love you more than you love me." Sabrina stared at him meaningfully.

On the other hand, Dominique fell silent for a moment. He didn’t know what to say. ’Wait. Don’t tell me she could sense that I don’t love her that much?’

In the end, he just nodded and smiled awkwardly at her last remarks.

"I can’t wait to see our child’s face. I wonder who is more in love between us." Sabrina emitted another soft giggle.

Dominique was amused to see the genuine happiness and excitement in Sabrina’s eyes as she talked about their future babies. For some unknown reason, he was being carried away by her enthusiasm. Part of him wanted to fulfill her dreams.

"My Love, if you truly want to bear our children then we have to work hard. Are you sure you can keep up with my stamina?" Dominique teased her, playfully biting his lips as his playful hands began cupping her breasts through her nightgown.

"Shall we start working hard now?" He whispered sensually, biting and licking her earlobe.

Sabrina’s cheeks turned red instantly because of his teasing. She could only bite her lower lip while nodding in agreement.

Getting her permission, Dominique flashed his naughty smile as he began to undress her. His fingers traced along the delicate lace of her nightgown, gently easing it down her shoulders, revealing the soft curves of her skin beneath.

As Dominique swiftly pulled down Sabrina’s nightgown, her ample breasts bounced enticingly before him, exposed to his hungry gaze. The moment he cupped her breasts earlier he knew she was not wearing a bra.

Still settled on his lap, Sabrina could only watch her reflection through the mirror, anticipating Dominique’s touches. She could feel the wetness beneath her underwear. She felt hot and aroused. She wanted to make love with her husband.

"Sab, my Love... I’ll make you choose tonight. What kind of position do you want me to take you?" Dominique started kissing her neck while his hands gently rubbed and kneaded her breasts.

Sabrina was so engrossed with his touches and kisses that she failed to answer Dominique’s question. This time he repeated his question, providing her with choices.

"What is your favorite position while making love with me, Sab? Or is there something you would like to try?"

"Missionary?" Dominique gently squeezed her tits, soliciting a soft moan from Sabrina.

"Standing?" He continued giving her options while stimulating her body.

He slid his hand under her underwear. "Doggy or On all fours?"

Sabrina gasped when his finger touched her private part. She was all wet, aching, and throbbing.

"Spooning, Cowgirl or Sixty-Nine?" He asked sensuously, his lips planting gentle and wet kisses on her neck, shoulders, and collarbones.

Sabrina’s face reddened further as she imagined those sex positions Dominique was whispering in her ears.

"Tell me, Love. How do you want me to fuck you tonight?" Dominique roughly tugged and pinched her nipple as he inserted one finger inside her pussy.

"Aaah~" Sabrina moaned and whimpered from both pain and pleasure.

"You can choose three, Sab... We can perform all of them tonight. You are mine." He fondled her breast while he slid his fingers up and down her slit.

Sabrina could see how Dominique was touching and stimulating her body through the mirror.

"Tell me now, Sweety, don’t be shy. I wanna hear it from you." He urged her, his tongue licking her flesh while his palm squeezed her plump breast.

"Uhmm~ Aah~ I... want... to ride you, Dom," Sabrina finally told him what she wanted to do. In the back of her mind, she wanted to dominate him. She wanted to take the lead.

Meanwhile, Dominique grinned broadly, satisfied with her answer.

"I like your boldness, Sab... Tell me... Are you always fantasizing about it?" Dominique thrust his hips upward, letting her feel his bulging erection underneath.

"Y-Yes..." Sabrina shyly responded, chewing on her lower lip.

Dominique couldn’t help but let out a husky laugh. He immediately lifted her and stood up. Carrying Sabrina in his arms, he walked toward the bed. He gently threw her on the bed, smiling at her mischievously.

"You will be my cowgirl tonight, wifey, making your fantasy into reality." Dominique winked at her as he began to remove his bathrobe.

"But before that... we should not skip the foreplay," he suggested.

"Let’s do the Sixty-Nine first!" he added before joining her on the bed.

Sabrina: "..."