Drowning in Love Chapter 05

Drowning in Love Chapter 05

I’d always thought Travis was the kind of man who never smiled, as if he’d sworn off pleasure entirely. I never would’ve guessed the other side of him was quietly horny and insecure.

My first thought was that I’d opened the wrong profile. I couldn’t stop scrolling.

Account ID: “DeepSeaShark”

“I couldn’t help it. I’ve snuck into her bathroom a few times. If she ever finds out those panties were me, she’d call the cops, right? I don’t want her to hate me.”

“This uncontrollable sex drive is the worst. I ruined so many of her dresses… Holding back from touching her was the right choice after all.”

“Last time I was in front of her, I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I wonder if she felt anything. Damn towel covered too much. She didn’t even see I tattooed her name low on my stomach.”

“Today she said someone broke into her place. I acted calm, but I was about to lose it. Those lingerie? I took them.”

“Anna, I don’t want you only in my dreams. Look at me.”

The more I read, the more my hands shook. Shock curdled into a twisted kind of excitement. My missing lingerie had been stolen by my supposedly celibate husband?

Travis wasn’t just horny. He was secretly obsessed with me.

So what had he been doing these past six months? Pretending?

By the time I finished scrolling, the rush had almost swallowed me whole. I wanted to grab this secretly depraved man and deal with him on the spot.

I shoved my phone away and hurried downstairs.

Right then, the doorbell rang.

The living room chatter died instantly when two handsome men showed up at midnight. The mood froze.

Wendy’s “gifts,” the eight-pack model and the hulking pec guy she’d joked about, were actually here.

Unbelievable.

“Hey, Anna! We’re here!” They spotted me first, ignoring everyone’s awkward stares as they bounded over like two overexcited dogs.

“Wendy sent us to ‘cheer you up,”” one of them said with a grin.

My friends’ expressions turned a little too animated. They stole glances at Travis and murmured under their breath.

“Told you. Women hate being ignored.”

“Two at once? Damn. You really starved her.”

I couldn’t catch every word from where I stood. I just wanted the two nuisances gone.

“How much did Wendy pay you?” I lowered my voice. “I’ll pay double. Leave. Right now.”

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I didn’t realize that from Travis’s angle, we looked ridiculously close, like I was completely ignoring my husband and enjoying the attention.

“Anna, let us keep you company,” the model purred, winking. “We know all the tricks. We’ll make it unforgettable.”

My skin crawled.

I glanced back. Travis’s eyes had gone dark, nearly dripping with anger, even though his face stayed unreadable.

If I hadn’t seen his secret account, I would’ve dragged those two upstairs just to spite him. But now, I wanted to see his real reaction.

So I waited.

Thirty seconds passed. Travis didn’t move.

He just stared at me, his eyes slightly unfocused, his brow drawn tight, like he was trapped in a painful tug-of- war with himself.