A/N: I really want to thank the Guest. I'm glad you liked my previous story. Unfortunately I can't send you a message, to say that only to you... Well, yes I'm writing quite long, cause about 10 years :) But writing in English I started last year, so I'm double proud I sound understandable and like "someone who writes for a very long time." Thank you again.

I like to thank also my love dreamgirlforever. She's always motivation for me and a great friend! That story was written especially for her! Love you so much babe! xoxoxo

Finally I want to thank Susan,who stands my weird questions in the middle of the night and even responds. Thanks girl! xoxoxo

„I said no!" Adrian said getting out of his nerves. Evelyn smashed her fists on the table. Everyone looked at her surprised.

"I have enough of it!" she rose impulsively. "I have enough of your no's! You always tell me what to say or what to do! I'm tired of it! I'm not your child, I'm your wife!" she exclaimed, totally bent out of shape. Adrian looked at her shocked. He'd never seen her like that before. Actually he'd never seen her yelling. "I'm not your toy or the one of your mistresses! You don't own me! I can do whatever I want!" she was breathing hard after her outburst. In the room prevailed silence, no one did know what to say. She cast her eyes down and sat back at the chair. She was trembling, her hands were shaking impossibly. She'd never felt like that in her life. She finally stood up to her husband and truth be told, she was proud of it. The silence started getting awkward. Suddenly the door opened.

"Excuse me. Have you guys heard the news?" one of the employees of the law office came in.

"We're in a meeting, Rickey." Adrian's lawyer seemed annoyed. But the both Powells were actually grateful. They needed few minutes to calm and that guys talking could guarantee that.

"I'm so sorry, but... Michael Stappord's wife was shot."

"What?!" Evelyn's attorney said completely shocked. Evelyn also rose her eyes at the guy.

"Yeah, it's on the news. She's in the hospital. It was like a sniper or something." he said.

"You know the Stappords, don't you?" Adrian's lawyer turned to him.

"We do." he agreed, but he couldn't say anything more, cause the guy, who brought the news started again.

"And I hear Taylor lost the baby." The words hit Evelyn like a slap on the face. Her eyes grew as she looked at her husband. Adrian gave her worried look. He saw something bad was happening. Evelyn's lips quivered dangerously and her eyes misted with tears. Adrian cape up to her and she rose up quickly, to let him close her in his arms. She started to sob quietly, when he was caressing gently her back.

"Adrian?" his lawyer looked at them and rose his eyebrow impatiently. Adrian gave his wife quick glare full of care and she nodded lightly.

"We're going home now." he said, still holding Evelyn. He did own her now, but it was good kind of owning. She needed it.

"Shall we reschedule?" Evelyn's lawyer asked a bit disconcerted. She wondered what just happened.

"We'll call you later." Adrian said and took Evelyn out. The attorneys looked at each other and shook their heads in disbelief.

"I didn't know that they were so close with Stappords." The woman said and started to gather up her papers, cause she had another meeting in few minutes.

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"I hate Phillipe. I want him to suffer for what he's done." Adrian said, his sight riveted to some invisible point. "Is that wrong of me?" he asked. Evelyn looked at him, holding his arm firmly.

"Evil is the thing that takes away the people we love. It took our son. And it took Flora." her voice quivered a bit, when the name sounded from her mouth. "No..." she shook Adrian's arm to authenticate her words and continued with harsh whisper. "It is never wrong to punish evil."

"I want to be careful. I don't want to get caught." he said.

"Don't worry. I'll help you." Adrian turned his sight on her slightly surprised. His eyes wandered through her face for few seconds, searching for untruthfulness of her words, but found nothing like that.

"You would be willing to do this?" he asked her. She only nodded. "This morning you wanted to divorce me." his eyes glazed almost invisible as well as hers.

"Love can't seem to unite us. Why not try hatred?" she said, causing him smile lightly. The Evelyn he knew was back. Always with him, always at his side. He really owned her. And he was grateful for it, she was more than he deserved. But even though, he couldn't do anything that he was hurting her constantly. He loved her, but he also loved Flora and now he had to avenge her. But Flora was dead and Evelyn was here. Trying not to think too much, he leant a bit and kissed his wife, first time since years. She seemed shocked on what he was doing, but she didn't oppose, when he was making his advances on her. He forgot how soft her lips were. And how good she tasted. Delicately he cupped her face in hands and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She did nothing, too much startled of being kissed by her own husband. It's been years since they touched in more than usual way, not talking about kissing. Finally he moved his lips away from hers and looked at her. She locked her eyes with his and touched her lips with disbelief.

"Are we going to..." she tried to ask, but his hands on her waist interrupted her. She gave a deep sigh as she felt his warmth on her body. He pulled her closer and slipped his hands underneath her blouse. She closed her eyes, biting her lip from unexpected pleasure. She felt herself becoming wet at once. His hands were trailing along her body as he tried to get rid of her blouse. She rose her arms to help him take it off of her. Eventually he removed it and tossed at the countertop beside them. "Oh God..." she sighed, when he reached for the clasp of her bra. He didn't want to waste any minute. He unhooked it, freeing her breasts and tossed in the same way where the blouse. She slipped down his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt quickly. Then holding rims of it, she pulled him to herself, pressing her breast against his chest and closing his lips in another kiss. It seemed so unrealistic, but it was happening.

"Wait." he mumbled into her mouth, swept her off her feet and carried to the couch. He laid her gently and then started his assault on her. He placed his hands on her breasts caressing them softly, while he was kissing her neck and collarbones, causing her moan. She was drenched wet and she felt, that also his erection started becoming more and more evident. She stroked him through his pants on what he sucked on her nipple as an answer. She cried out in pleasure.

"Oh, shit Adrian! Don't dare to stop!" she said, reaching for his belt and trying to undo it. Her efforts wasn't giving any benefits. "Fuck, I can't do it myself! Help me." He smiled at her question, but stopped taking care of her breasts and sat up to remove his shoes, socks and pants.

"Do you want me to help you?" he asked, looking how she was struggling with her own pants. She was still lying and she had to lift her hips, if she wanted to get rid of them.

"Would be great." she panted. In one brief move he stripped her pants off and threw them away. She had on sexy lacy panties, which were now soaked, by the wetness she produced. He leant down, pulling off her panties and kissing her abdomen at the same time. He was getting lower with his kisses when he finally pulled off the lacy material. Evelyn knew what he was going to do.

"Do not even try with oral sex! Not today. I want you inside me right now!" she ordered.

"As you wish." he said and torn off his boxers. "Know that you're losing additional orgasm." he laughed, grasped her hips and entered her not too fast. She only whimpered, closed her eyes and breathed out. Wrapping her legs around him, she let him thrust deeper inside her.

"Oh God, it feels so good! Fuck me, please!" she moaned. He carried her request and started to push harder. Her moans got louder, her breathing increased. She trailed her nails along his back, and pushed her hips against him, to meet his thrusts. "Oh God, don't stop! I missed it!" she pulled him down to kiss him. The kiss was feverish and they both were moaning in each others mouth.

"Gosh, you're so tight! Can't hold any longer." Adrian broke the kiss. "Let me help you." he slowed down the rhythm a bit and reached his hand between them to find her clit. He started to rub it in quick moves. She was panting hard, writhing underneath him, closing to the edge.

"Oh, fuck! Ahhh, God, just... Fuck!" she cried out, couldn't reach her release. Adrian kept to thrust inside her, but he was going to reach his own climax.

"Oh, darling! I want you so much, you're perfect!" he breathed out loudly and buried his face in her hair, emptying inside her.

"God, I'm so close! Don't stop!" she groaned. He didn't stop. He continued to thrust and rub her clit. "Oh fuck! oh yes! I'm.. almost...there..."

"Come on baby! Do this for me." he encouraged. Finally she felt herself on the edge.

"Oh my God, Adrian! Yesss, oh yesss!" she started to convulse underneath him, overpowered by an orgasm. For a while they both were lying wordless, Adrian still inside his wife. "It was great, thank you." she said eventually.

"Yes, it was." he agreed, slowly pulling out of her and lying down right beside her. He wrapped his arms around her sweaty body, holding her tight.

"Did you think about her?" Evelyn asked after while of silence.

"I did." he couldn't deceive her. She laughed sadly and shook her head.

"Just as I thought. But you know what? I don't care. I figured today that we both own each other. No matter how much I'd like to not be owned by you, I am. And you're owned by me." He looked at her a bit confused, but allowed her to continue. "My point is, no matter what we'll do in the future, no matter who we'll love, we'll always be together. It's like curse, we own together. And we can't be separated." she closed her eyes and smiled. Adrian said nothing, wondering what she just said. She was right. They do own each other. Forever.