A week passed since Regina had called her lawyer. She was more than determined to visit Victor in prison; she was ready to see him again after a long time, she could do it, she was confident. She had gained a strength and a self-confidence that she didn't remember she'd ever had, and all thanks to the man she loved.

"My love," Robin whispered, approaching her from behind, immediately wrapping his strong arms around her as she was still preparing lunch. "Are you coming with me this afternoon? My mother wants to go for a stroll and I wanted to take advantage of that to buy her the best ice cream in town." he breathed her in, before leaving a sweet kiss on the soft skin of her neck. "Tomorrow, say… lunch time, I'll take her to the airport. And finally you'll be totally, completely, absolutely mine." he made her smile and shiver at the same time. It had been a week since the last time they made love; they missed each other more than they could express, the desire was so intense. But Regina didn't want to give in. Not after their last experience. Absolutely. She didn't want Angela to hear everything again, the first time had been embarrassing enough.

"Hmm… so you've missed me."

"Like mad." his hands wandered all over her body, slipped under her shirt, then they went up again, until he met the soft fabric of her black lace bra. Regina released a moan as she quickly left herself go against his body, relaxing her head on his shoulder. She let him touch her, cause, God, she missed his touch, she missed it way too much. Angela had just walked into the bathroom to take a shower, they had at least twenty minutes.

She felt his hands massaging her breasts, while he sweetly whispered in her hear how much and all the ways he had missed her.

"Robin, the bed…"

"No." he breathed and she couldn't help herself from moaning again and closing her eyes. "I want you here, now." he unbuttoned his jeans quickly and let them fall to his feet. He lifted her skirt so fast he didn't even let her the time to realize what was happening. It was all so… fast, so passionate. She smiled as his hand threaded inside her panties, caressing and circling her center.

"You're so damn wet, you know that, right?"

She nodded, feeling her face burning in flames. She was so sweet as she tried to hide her face in his neck; he wanted her. He wanted all of her.

"Take me." she whispered so low he was sure he had dreamt it, before kissing his earlobe. She didn't have to ask twice. He teased her clit one last time, making sure she was truly ready for him, then he moved her panties aside and slipped inside of her from behind, feeling her bum firmly pressing against her hips.

They moaned together and he observed the way her spine arched at every thrust. Regina felt him moving faster inside of her and she wanted to scream, tell him she wanted more, oh, so much more, that he was touching just the right spot —oh, yes, right there, say his name over and over again until she reached her climax. But she couldn't do any of that and they both knew that.

Robin knew how sensitive Reina was and how much she needed to give voice to her needs so, as he made her walk a few steps forward until she was pressed against the cold wall, he put a hand over her mouth, inviting her to rest her head on his shoulder again and to relax. But it wasn't easy, Regina was still tensed, every thrust was like tasting the edge and not being able to enjoy it fully, she felt as if she was about to combust.

"Robin… oh…" she managed to whisper as Robin's fingers tangled up in her dark hair, pulling her head back, her face next to his. He had free access to her neck, to her smooth skin that was practically yelling him to suck, bite and lick every inch of it, he couldn't just ignore that desire: he assaulted her neck with his lips and tongue, then he sucked, hard, leaving what soon would have become a huge, red, way too embarrassing mark.

Regina fisted her hands in his hair, bit her lip so hard she made it bleed, then pulled her mouth to his. "I'm about to… Mmfh" yes, she had yelled and yes, he had managed to stop her in time, swallowing every word with his mouth. He brought her face back next to his and they could finally stare into each other's eyes and smile as she begged, whispering, to please, don't stop because she was oh, so close.

Every thrust was hard and deep, but at the same time he had quickened his pace in a way that drove her insane.

"Let go, my love. Come. Come for me." and so she did, in what seemed an eternity to her, as he felt her clenching around him. That was probably all he needed to throw his head back and moan out, the quietest he could, spurting all of himself inside of her.

Regina supported herself against the wall in front of her to maintain her balance. She was barely standing on her own feet, how could she even try to act as nothing ever happened?
"God…"
"Yeah." he smirked, as he buttoned his jeans and watched her hardly catching her breath. She was so beautiful and he was so happy he had just pleasured her, treated her like the queen she actually was, worshipped her body as much as he could. That was exactly what she deserved, every day of her life. "I suggest you to pull your skirt back down, before I bend you over this table and take you again."

Regina couldn't help but shiver as she watched his face contracting in the dirtiest of smirks and she immediately obeyed. He approached her again and his smirk turned into a smile that she returned without hesitating.
"Tomorrow." she whispered, kissing him softly.

"Tomorrow."

Regina had been trying to cover up that hickey all the morning, but it was too late, Angela Locksley had a special eye for details and she surely had noticed that one. Or maybe Regina was just being paranoid. Yeah, definitely. Way too much.

While she was still in front of the mirror, in their bedroom, trying hard to cover it with the foundation, she asked herself is she was truly ready to face it all over again. She knew she had to see Victor again at some point, she couldn't just hope to erase him from her life once and for all, even though that was all she wanted. But seeing him again today was something she wanted to do. She had finally made a decision, for the first time in her life she was sure about something about that man. She wasn't going to change her mind.

"Me and mom are going, you sure you don't wanna come with us?" Robin's voice startled her a bit, but she couldn't stop herself from smiling.

"I'm sure. I may be too busy covering what you've left on me." she glared at him through the mirror and he giggled.
"Hmm… I'm sorry?" he shrugged his shoulders.

Regina smiled: it was truly impossible even just pretending to be angry at him.

"So how are you gonna spend this lonely afternoon?"

"I think I'll…" she swallowed the lump in her throat and tried to keep a quiet tone, hoping with every ounce of her being that he wouldn't notice she was lying. She was a horrible liar. Especially when it came to lying to him. "I'll just check some tests and take a nap. It's been an exhausting week."

Robin simply nodded. He understood.

"I'm going then. See you tonight, my love." Regina turned around and finally their lips met again, briefly. "I love you."
"I love you too." there was an untypical hesitation in her voice. One that she simply couldn't control. Lying to him was the thing she hated to do the most. She had never ever lied to him and the only thought made her stomach turn upside down with disgust, but this time she had to. She was gonna to tell him at some point, anyway, but, until then, she just had to pretend.

She made sure Angela and Robin were gone for at least fifteen minutes, then she got in the car and drove to the prison where Victor was staying. The sky was gray, as if the world wanted to let her know that it understood and respected her mood.

As she wrote her name on the visitor's list, she felt the same exact anxiety she used to feel every time she came back home and knew Victor was waiting for her. That kind of feeling she hadn't felt in four months.

"Your name, please." said one of the guards, a woman, bringing her back to reality.

Regina shook her head, then tried to smile and, with a calm, polite tone she whispered: "Regina Mills."

"Are you Mr. Hadler's attorney?"

"No, I'm…" she looked down for a brief moment "I'm his wife." she bit her tongue and she felt like she was about to die. It was a horrible feeling, being called like that again, after so long.

"So… you're Mrs. Hadler?"

"Yes. I— I kept my surname."

"Can I see your ID?"

"You think I'm lying? You really think someone would actually lie about being that son of a bitch's wife? Why would them? Too see the monster that's raped them for three years straight, that beat them up and made them feel like shit?" Breathe, Mills, breathe.

"It's the law, ma'am, I'm sorry." Regina saw the woman in front of her mortified, petrified. God, she had exaggerated. Again.

"Sorry." she pulled the document out of her purse and saw the guard giving it a quick look, not even paying too much attention, biting her lip, as if she was truly sorry for the woman standing in front of her.

Great, someone else pitying her. Again. It'd been months and she thought all of that was finally over, but she was clearly wrong.

"Please, follow the guard. He'll lead you to your… to Mr. Hadler." Regina nodded and tried to smile, thankful that she didn't say the H-word. Regina did as she was told, she followed the man in uniform until she walked into a room where people were separated by a glass and the only way they could communicate was through what looked like a telephone receiver. That place had a horrible smell, one that she was sure was gonna haunt her for days.

She stopped in front of an empty chair and noticed another empty one on the other side of the glass, a seat that was obviously gonna be Victor's. She took a deep breath, then another. She could do that. There was a glass between them. He couldn't reach her. He couldn't hurt her anymore.

"Please, ma'am, sit down and remember he can't touch you nor talk to you if you don't want to listen, you'll just have to hang up the receiver. I'll be right here if you need me."

"Thank you." she said with a polite smile and watched him giving her his back.

When she turned to look through the glass again, she saw him, wearing the orange jumpsuit that was clearly what he deserved, taking a seat in front to her and immediately grabbing the receiver, as if his life depended on that.

"Regina!" he said it so loud that she could hear it anyway, even through the glass. Regina took her own receiver and slowly, carefully pressed it against her ear, her hand shaking.

"Babe, how are you?"

And then, suddenly, she started laughing: "How am I? Babe?" she smiled, bitterly. "I'm feeling so much better than four months ago."

"I know and I'm sorry. Trust me, I've been thinking a lot since I'm here. I understood many things and, you have to believe me, Regina, I know I did you wrong." he smiled, squeezing his fingers around the receiver so hard that his knuckles turned white. "I love you, Regina. I love you so much. I finally know that."

Okay, she was expecting anything but this.

"You don't love me. You just want to possess me, like I'm some sort of object. You have no idea what loving somebody means, Victor." she spat, so sure of herself that she frightened her own self.

"No, trust me, I do. Do you remember how happy we used to be? We had everything. I just screwed everything up when I found out about your… handicap." he clenched his jaw and Regina shivered, her heart sinking in her chest. God, she didn't want to talk about that. She wasn't ready just yet. "But I accept you, babe. Even though you can't give me a child, it's okay!" he smiled but it lasted for a moment, until his eyes landed on what Regina had been trying to cover up all the morning. "What is that?" he said, coldly, angrily.

Ah, there he was. The man he really was, the man she knew.

"None of your business."

"It is, you're still my wife, Jesus Christ, it's my business if you let someone else fuck you!" he growled "Who is he? It's that headmaster, isn't it? What was his name? Robert…"

"Robin. And I love him." she was so sure of herself, she never hesitated and she couldn't help but feel proud. Talking about Robin in front of him was not something she thought she could manage to do. "Yes, we make love and… you know what? When he touches me, when he caresses my skin, I don't wanna scream in terror. I want to moan and squirm under his hands and I let myself go like I've never done with you." she spat.

She saw him squeezing the receiver so hard in what seemed to be rage, or probably just desire of breaking the glass and call her all the possible names. He closed his eyes and inhaled, then exhaled, sharply:
"But still, you came here. To me. It must mean something, Regina." a tiny sparkle of what seemed to be hope formed in his eyes and Regina was starting to feel nauseated. He was disgusting. "You still love me, don't you?"

"Of course not. I'm here to tell you to get an attorney, because next Monday we're gonna sit in front of a judge." she said firmly "I'm gonna get the divorce, Victor, whether you like it or not."

He suddenly punched the table so hard he made her jump on her seat and the guard who had escorted her to him immediately rushed to check on them. She just closed her eyes for a moment, then nodded and smiled at the man.
"You really think— You're so stupid to think he's gonna marry you? I bet you told him everything about me. He's with you just because he thinks you're gonna commit suicide if he leaves you." he laughed as anger and bitterness filled the air.

"He loves me, Victor. Something you just can not understand. So fuck you. See you in court." she was about to hang up when he asked, well, he ordered her to wait.

"Please… Please babe, think about it. You know we're meant to be together, you know that you still love me, even just a bit." he brought his eyes into hers and grinned "Please, Regina, forgive me. I love you and I want to prove it to you. I'm changed. I'm not gonna do those horrible things again, I swear! Everybody makes mistakes, right?"

She inhaled, exhaled, inhaled again:
"Yes. But your mistakes were against the law." and, before he could reply, she hung up the receiver, stood up and called the guard to tell him that the visit was over.

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