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It’s well after midnight, and Stolas is still up working on paperwork. Anything is better than going to bed alone again.
*I haven’t slept with my wife in almost a year.*
Stella was always cruel. It’s an integral part of her personality. In that way, she’s the exact opposite of Stolas. There’s not a hint of kindness or understanding in her body. He tried to look past it. Tried so damn hard to make it work for Octavia’s sake. After everything he’s done, and she still hates him.
Eventually the never ending abuse got to him. Every party she threw was an excuse to belittle him. He could hear the insults thrown him way when she conversed with her friends. Every word was a barb to the heart.
*Weak. Useless. A total loser. Bad in bed. A selfish lover.*
None of it was true, but eventually he started to believe it. Until he met you. They were so kind to him. They never once put him down or made him feel small.
He knew he shouldn’t have done it. Shouldn’t have went to Ozzie’s over in the lust ring for a night of fun. It was a bad idea from the start. Still, he never expected to fall for a succubus. It was never his intention to catch feelings. Yet here he is, head over heels and no way to show it without ruining his marriage further. He doesn’t want to hurt Stella even after everything she put him through. Now he’s in too deep and there’s no way out.
*I should just focus on work. Then I won’t be thinking of them.*
It would be a lot easier to forget them if they stopped dropping by unannounced in the middle of the night.
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