LOGIN“Look at you, Lena. You’ve let yourself go! I can’t even get hard seeing you naked anymore. I am a man with needs! What do you expect? That I fuck the wall?!” --- Lena's marriage was once a fairytale… Until she became the part he no longer wanted. Lena gave her husband everything—her love, her loyalty, her body. But when her weight began to change, so did the man who once loved her and called her beautiful. Soon, she became a woman begging for scraps of affection from a man who could barely stand the sight of her. Still… she stayed. Still… she believed she could earn his love back. Until the past came knocking. “You said yes. That means you’re mine, Lena". She laughed it off at first—because how could she take him seriously? It was a childish promise years ago. Besides she's a married woman now. It's forbidden! But he isn’t joking. And unlike her husband… He looks at her like she’s everything. Dangerously obsessed. Unapologetically possessive. Completely unwilling to let her go.
View MoreShe didn't say anything. "Lena?" I whispered again, but she waved me off frantically, her eyes wide. "Okay, okay—no, I'm not, I'm fine, I just—" She paused, listening. I watched her face closely. There were tears in her eyes. I wanted to know what was making her tear up, but before I could do anything— She burst out laughing. She looked at me, finally noticing how worried I was. "A minute, Mom." She turned fully to me. "The triplets are here, earlier than expected." My eyes widened. Wow...that's such good news. Lena put the phone on speaker and set it on the bed between us. Rosa's voice came through weak and tired, like she had just exhausted every single ounce of energy in her body. "—all three of them are healthy. Your father is here beside me, crying uncontrollably... so dramatic. He watched the whole process and he cried through it. The nurses kept asking if he needed an oxygen mask to breathe properly. At one point, I wondered who was the one in pain." I laughed
She wrapped her arms around my neck, still laughing as I carried her toward the bedroom. Her breath was warm against my ear, her body soft against mine. "Where are you taking me?" "Somewhere I can properly discipline your disrespectful mouth." "Oh my God! What does that even mean!" she wheezed, her laughter dissolving into helpless giggles. "You will know soon enough." She was still laughing when I nudged the bedroom door open with my shoulder and set her down on the edge of the bed. But the laugh caught in her throat when she saw the look on my face. I didn't say anything. I just knelt in front of her and took her chin between my thumb and forefinger, and tilted her face up. She bit her lower lip. "So how do you plan to punish my mouth?" She asked that with her eyes dancing, but her voice had gone softer. Breathier. Her pulse fluttered at the base of her throat, and I could feel the slight tremble in her jaw beneath my fingers. "How am I going to do it?" "Yeah
God, I love to see her laugh like this every day. "Come here," I murmured, already reaching for her. She narrowed her eyes, that familiar spark of mischief flickering in her gaze. "Why?" "Because I want to kiss my wife." She tilted her head, pretending to consider it. "Have you submitted the appropriate application then?" I blinked. "Application? Am I not qualified yet?" "You haven't even asked the big question yet." "I see." I slowly released her waist and took a deliberate step back, before dropping to one knee. Her eyes widened, and her hand flew to her chest. "Tarzan!" "Dear Lena, light of my life, bane of my existence. Would you be so gracious as to grant me one kiss?" She shook her head, laughing. "That's not the big question!" "Is that a yes?" "No!" She snapped it, but she was smiling so hard it barely counted as a protest. Her cheeks were flushed pink, and her eyes, those beautiful warm brown eyes were shining with a happiness that made my chest ache. I
"What?" she asked, catching my gaze. "Nothing," I said, stepping closer and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "There's definitely something." "Alright, I was just thinking—are you planning to visit Diana, or adopting her baby?" "Both." I blinked. "Both?" "I mean, it's Diana's baby, and your godson. We have to spoil him. It's like our first baby." At this rate she might kidnap that baby. I shook my head, unable to stop the smile spreading across my face. Sometimes, I wondered how I had managed to live so long without her. Twenty-four years of my life was missing this amazing gift. "What's that look for?" she asked, catching me staring. "What look?" "You know what I'm saying." She frowned. I chuckled. "I'm just wondering how I got so lucky and got you to fall inlove with me." Her smile softened. "By being so handsome, obviously." "Oh, is that it?" "That, and the fact that you make excellent tea." I placed a hand over my chest. "Well, I'm happy to kno
MITCH'S POV I was staring at the TV replaying highlights of the match we’d lost 3-1 with bottles on the table in front of me. I cracked open another one, trying to flush down the frustration inside my chest. My childhood friend Jake walked in from the kitchen, towel over his shoulder, and rai
I forced myself up and walked back into the bedroom Mitch and I had shared for three years of our marriage. I hadn’t slept in that bed for over two years now. Not since I left it. Every morning, he used to wake me up to complain about my snoring. I apologized. Then… I started staying awake
I met Mitch fifteen years ago at a coffee shop. I was sixteen, working as a store assistant and trying to look like I had my life together. I still remember what I wore that day. A faded white sundress scattered with tiny yellow flowers. Sandals laced around my ankles. Mitch was standing in
You will never truly understand heartbreak until it comes from the same man who once adored you—who protected you, who loved you without hesitation. “What’s the number?” My husband’s voice came from the doorway. I flinched and looked up. That’s how sad my life had become—the usual routine of ste












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