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Ruth’s POV
When did I fall asleep? I can't quite remember, I glanced at the wall clock in the room, it was past eleven PM. I looked around me hoping to find my cold and indifferent husband but what was I thinking? That he'll just show up out of the blue after disappearing for weeks.
I pushed the duvet off my body and dragged myself downstairs to get myself a glass of water. I heard the front door opening wondering who it was by this time of the night. I picked up a knife for protection and went to take a look. It was my husband, the same man who had left me without any word.
"Adrian." I called out softly, dropping the knife on a nearby side stool.
He looked at me with an intensity in his eyes that made something in me burn, what is wrong with my cold and aloof husband?
"Are you okay?" I took slow and calculated steps towards him.
He dropped his back on the floor, taking slow calculated steps towards me. I didn't move back because he is my husband and although our marriage is based on convenience, he hasn't ever given me a reason to back away from him.
I was pulled into a sudden kiss, one that felt rushed. His tongue pried my lips open and I opened up willingly letting him taste my mouth, letting his tongue play chase with mine.
By the time the kiss ended I was left breathless and lightheaded.
"Adrian what's wrong with you?" I had to ask again because this is unlike him, my husband has never kissed me passionately, he has never stared at me with longing in his eyes. He lifted me off the ground, my head swinging facing the ground and my feet dangling in the air.
What is this behavior? Everything is just foreign to me. I was thrown on the bed, he came on top of taking my lips again while his hands worked hastily on my nightdress.
This might be a one time opportunity, rather than sitting here and watching doubting my husband I should welcome everything he was giving me.
So I helped him out of his dress as well. In less than a minute we were both stark naked, skin against skin. I was expecting our boring sex routine but he surprised me when he started trailing kisses down my body.
He sucked and nibbled my neck leaving a trail of hickeys on his way.
He took in my left breast, he sucked, pulled and bit my nipples, while his hand gave my right breast the same attention.
The pleasure seethe inside my bones, I felt a warm feeling inside my stomach, my legs stretched digging into the bedsheets.
"Adrian..." I moaned, feeling the pleasure drawing me into an abyss.
He suddenly left my breast, the cold I felt seconds later made me shudder in delight. Adrian stood in between my legs and spread my thighs apart, pressing them on the bed.
He locked eyes with me while lowering his head down my throbbing pussy. With his one hand carrying his weight on the mattress the other wrapped around my thigh before his tongue sank deep into my hole.
Adriana's tongue moved inside me with precision, unconsciously I wrapped my fingers on his beautiful black hair.
I bucked my hips and spread my legs wider making his work easier for him.
Adrian ate my pussy like it was his favorite meal groaning from time to time.
I was struggling to keep up with how fast he was moving in and out my pussy with his tongue.
"Oh God! Oh sweet lord!" I couldn't stop myself from yelling at the top of my voice.
His tongue was replaced by his fingers, four buried deep inside my tight pussy while his thumb worked on my clit.
His mouth found my breast again. My head went blank, the pleasure was coming from different ankles, I didn't know which one to focus on.
"You like that don't you?" He asked, talking for the first time since he came back.
"I do, I like it so much Adrian." Came my rushed and sincere reply.
His fingers thrust in and out my pussy roughly while his thumb eager massaged my clit. I felt my orgasm building, the pleasure moved from my stomach to my pussy, my walls clamp up.
"Adrian I'm going to cum!" I yelled, my breathing came in a haggard bust.
"Go ahead, cum for daddy." His voice sounded husky and needy, I knew he was holding by a thin thread.
His words were all I needed to let go, I came so hard I saw stars, my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I trembled. Pressing my thighs together, my hand clamping my pussy, toes digging deep into the bed.
When I finally came back to my senses I saw him staring at me, the intensity of his gaze made me shudder even more.
My eyes dropped to his dick, it was bigger than usual, veiny and pulsating. Precum sliding down his thighs.
Testing the waters, I woke up and crawled to him on all fours, never breaking eye contact. Adrian gathered my hair in his hand and pulled me up, I stood face to face with his dick.
"Open up for me princess," he ordered.
I did without blinking, I opened my mouth taking in his full member. Adrian wasn't gentle, he drove his dick deep into my mouth, I felt it at the back of my throat.
Adrian deep fucked my throat relentlessly, his hold on my hair grew tight, the pain and pleasure sent my brain in a frenzy.
"There, take my cock like a whore, take it so good. Feel it slide down that deep throat of yours." He kept on thrusting down my throat savagely.
I felt his dick grow bigger inside my mouth, he was going to cum. He stopped moving but didn't pull out, he pressed in, his dick going in deeper, my mouth was pressed against his thighs.
Adrian released seeds, "Grrrr, ahhh, ahh." He groaned, the salty warm liquid rolled down my throat. He didn't pull out until I had swallowed everything he had to give.
My mouth was sore and red, my vision was blurry.
This new version of my husband was insatiable, he laid me flat on the bed, spread my legs wider than he did the first time. His dick looked like it hadn't just fed me with cum, it was harder than ever.
He positioned his member in my entrance, slowly he glided into me. I thought he was about to become gentle but I was wrong.
Adrian positioned my hip, holding it tight before pulling out and slamming back in with the force that made the bed creak.
I grabbed the bed, readying myself for the next trust that left me gasping for air.
"Lord!" I yelled.
I'm not religious but he was turning me into a believer.
"Take my cock real good princess, I know you love it rough. You love it when I slam so deep into you don't you?" He asked.
"I do, I fucking do, don't stop!"
Each thrust came brutally, I was this close to losing my mind. My breasts bounced uncontrollably on my chest, I had to support them with my free hand.
Adrian grabbed my throat and pulled me up in a sitting position, his hold wasn't tight but his thrusts were leaving me breathless.
"Adrian I'm going to cum!" I yelled.
"Hold it princess, don't cum just yet."
His thrusts slowed down, I didn't understand why but nevertheless it didn't bring me down from ecstacy. He hugged me tightly, moving in and out of me gently, scratching every inch of my walls.
My breathing slowed, I was this close to catching my breathing again until he slammed brutality, so deep three times hitting that spot that made me see blind spots.
He did it again three times and then I heard him groan, "Let go princess." He whispered in my ears, taking my earlobe into his mouth.
And I did, I let go. I grabbed his back and the back of his head tightly, holding him for support.
We came together in perfect harmony. Slowly he pulled out and laid down with me still holding him for my dear life. He brought the duvet and draped it on our naked, sweaty and cum filled bodies.
"I-" I was going to say something but he kissed my hair and hushed me.
"Sleep, we'll talk tomorrow....."
Adrian’s POV I made a decision this morning the moment I opened my eyes: I was going to start acting like a husband. Not just for appearances, not just to maintain the Delacroix image, no, I wanted to care for Ruth and I needed to watch her.I don’t have proof yet not enough to confront either of them but I’m not blind. I’ve seen the glances that linger too long, the way footsteps retreat when I enter a room. I can’t even blame her entirely. I opened the door for Damian. I brought him into our home. Into her life, I'm the reason she's cheating on me.When Ruth fled to the bathroom, I stayed outside long enough to hear the sink running, to know she was trying to erase whatever she was feeling. I brought her upstairs and held her because the guilt in her eyes was confirmation enough.But when I returned to the dining room, Damian was gone. His chair sat slightly pulled back, the newspaper abandoned in the seat. I didn’t need to wonder where he’d gone I could trace his path through wall
Song recommended for this chapter: Dynasty by MiiaRuth’s POVMy legs felt unsteady as I climbed the stairs, each step threatening to buckle beneath the weight of what I’d just done. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. When I reached the bedroom, Adrian was standing by the wardrobe, flipping through shirts, already changed into his sleepwear. He glanced toward me, his brows folding just slightly, suspicion flickering behind his eyes but, as usual, he said nothing.I didn’t trust my voice, so I hurried into the bathroom, closing the door before he could ask where I’d been. The mirror caught my reflection, flushed cheeks, wild eyes, lips swollen from Damian’s mouth minutes ago. My pulse drummed in my ears as I stripped and stepped under the shower. The water was cold, biting into my skin, but maybe I needed to feel that sting.I scrubbed myself fast, as if the water could wash away the guilt lodged in my chest. When I emerged, wrapped in a towel and breathing unevenly, Adrian was already in
Ruth’s POVAdrian and I had a dinner date today. Truthfully, all I wanted was to stay buried beneath my sheets, hidden from the world, letting exhaustion cradle me until sleep pulled me under again. But my wants had never mattered, not in this marriage, and certainly not when Adrian demanded appearances. So I forced myself out of bed, painted my face with makeup, and slipped into the red dress I had chosen.It was simple yet elegant, tight enough to hug the curve of my breasts and stomach, flowing free from the waist down so it swayed with each step. The neckline pushed my breasts upward, subtle but intentional, because Adrian valued presentation. I paired it with a gold watch, a delicate chain resting on my collarbone, and matching gold shoes with a small clutch bag. The mirror showed a woman perfectly put together, but inside I still felt hollow.The car ride to the restaurant was quiet. Not hostile, just the kind of silence that presses in but doesn’t suffocate. Peaceful, even, whic
Adrian's POVI know I said a lot of times that I was having a child because of my perfect social image but I secretly do because I wanted to. I want a happy family, I want kids running around the house and breaking stuff. So hearing Ruth say I don't genuinely want a child broke something in me. "You said so yourself many times Adrian, you made me understand that you only wanted a child because the public asked for one." She said.I shook my head and walked away from both of them. I didn't know what else to say plus I have an important meeting today. I'd rather go to that than listen to her talk rubbish. I got ready for work and left.When I arrived at work, I had to push my cold behavior away because I had an image to uphold and being cold to my employees isn't something I'd do in public."Good morning Mr Delacroix." One of my employees said she went as far as shaking hands with me. I had no choice but to shake her hand and smile but I clearly didn't want to do that.When I reached m
Ruth's POV Damian drove us back home after I had taken a bath. Adrian was pacing the length of the living room when we walked in."What the hell? Why are you just coming home now?" Adrian asked the moment we walked in."Ruth wasn't fine so I had to take her somewhere to cool off." Damian replied."As what? Your role in my wife's life is to make sure she gets pregnant, not take her out when she isn't feeling fine. And what happened to your phone? A simple call would have eased the tension I was feeling." Adrian retorted.I walked out on him, I am too tired to stand and listen to him rant, I've done what he wanted me to do today and that's enough, I need sleep.The harsh sound of the door closing behind me with force stopped me in my tracks. Could this be it? Is he going to hit me?"From today henceforth you are going to tell me where you are going to, who you are hanging out with and when you'll be coming back." Adrian said.His words made me laugh, I laughed so hard my stomach hurt.
Ruth's POV Weeks have passed by, I have accepted my faith. Damian had stuck to what Adrian asked for. He comes to the house twice a week and makes love to me. He no longer handled me roughly like he did before and my body was craving that side of him, that side Adrian had refused.Today Damian and I are attending an event together, normally I'm supposed to be here with Adrian but he didn't feel like leaving the house today and pretended to be in love with me so he sent his brother instead.We both stood in front of the camera smiling like a happy couple, nobody suspected a thing and Damian played his role as Adrian too well, far too well that it didn't sit right with me.But even though he played Adrian's role perfectly, he couldn't hide the way he looked at me. A man asked me to dance with him and accepted out of politeness.We were dancing to the slow sounds coming from the speaker, it was a simple and innocent dance however I could feel Damian's gaze burning my back. I glanced at







