My Brother in laws Sinful Obsession

Natalie sat alone in the expansive sitting room, the only company being a bottle of liquor resting on the table before her.

With trembling hands, she raised the shot cup to her lips and downed its contents in one swift motion. The liquid scorched her throat, sending waves of searing pain through her body. She winced and clenched her eyes shut, trying to endure the agonizing burn that consumed her from within.

Although the world around her seemed blurry, she was still in her right senses. How did she know she was still in her right senses? That's because her hurt and loneliness still gnawed at her, eating her away. At the same time, the walls mockingly reminded her that happiness was only a dream to her.

The echoes of heavy footsteps reverberated through the room, causing Natalie to jerk her head towards the source. Her heart raced as she locked eyes with that of the familiar masculine figure, a flood of emotions swirling within her.

"Hey..." She said with a brave smile, trying so hard to shut out any visible sadness on her face. She couldn't bear for him to see the sadness on her face.

"Should I join you?" His deep, baritone voice echoed, sending shivers down her whole body.

"Of course, you can," she motioned for him to sit beside her, pouring him a drink.

"What's on your mind? You know you can tell me anything, right?"

His voice carried all the assurance she needed, but... How could she open up to him? How could she tell him she wasn't happy in this marriage? Not when he's been putting in so much effort to ensure this marriage worked out. She couldn't bring herself to doing that to his emotions.

Natalie only chuckled and downed another shot, "It's nothing. Let's talk about something else," she asked politely, avoiding his intense gaze.

She followed his gaze and found him staring at her bare thighs. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized she was putting on nothing but a small transparent nightie that barely covered her up, leaving so much to the imagination.

She got a little uncomfortable knowing that she wasn't even with a robe to cover up her exposed body.

She had come down to get herself drunk in order to forget her pains. She never expected him to be back home that night.

"Ahem..." She nervously cleared her throat, "I... Uhm... I'll be upstairs," she made to leave, but his strong arm held her tender wrist, pulling her gently to the sofa. His touch sent shivers down her body.

"Don't be ridiculous," he chuckled in a deep, throaty voice, his sea-green eyes holding all the innocence in the world. "I don't bite, Natalie. Sit and have your drink."

Less than an hour later, their voices could be heard from every angle of the mansion as they cracked silly jokes and laughed out loud at every word they uttered.

They were having the fun of their lives, both drunk to stupor.

"I can't believe it took me so long to do this..." The charming young man mumbled as he drew closer to Natalie, gently cupping her face in his large palms as he planted a brief, wet kiss on her lips.