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His Volition Chapter 22: No Prison Like Home
I made my way home.With a deep breath, I pushed open the door and stepped inside, bracing myself for whatever devil in a skirt that I was about to meet. But to my surprise, the house was quiet, the only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioning and the distant chirping of birds outside. Carmen was nowhere to be seen, and for a moment, I felt relieved.But as I made my way through the house, the sense of unease returned, growing stronger. The walls seemed to close in around me, suffocating me with their silent accusation. Everywhere I looked, I saw reminders of the life I had built, now shattered beyond repair.I wandered into the living room, sinking into the familiar comfort of the couch. But even here, I couldn't escape the weight of my thoughts. Memories flooded my mind, each one a painful reminder of the love and loss that had brought me to this moment.With a heavy sigh, I leaned back against the cushions, closing my eyes and trying to find some peace. But no matter how har
His Volition Chapter 23: The witch's cauldron
I stood outside the house, my heart pounding. I knew what I had to do, but that didn't make it any easier. The truth had been eating away at me for weeks, gnawing at my insides like a parasite. But now, it was time to face the consequences of my actions.I reached for the doorknob and pushed open the door, the familiar creak echoing through the empty house. The silence hung heavy in the air. I stepped inside, my footsteps echoing off the walls as I made my way through the house.My heart raced as I reached the bedroom, my eyes falling on the figure lying motionless on the bed. Sean!His face was peaceful in sleep, his features softened by the dim light filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I hesitated, the weight of my guilt threatening to crush me.But then, I remembered the truth. The truth about Mira, about everything. I couldn't afford to be sentimental.I moved to Sean's side, my hands shaking as I reached for the rope lying beside the bed. It felt like I was moving in s
His Volition Chapter 24: The beginning of the end
I woke up the next morning after spending the night wrestling with my emotions, trying to come to terms with the drastic actions I had taken. But now, as the sun peeked through the curtains, I knew there was no turning back.I found Sean in the kitchen, nursing a cup of coffee as he stared blankly out the window. His expression was guarded, wary as if he knew what was coming."Sean," I said, my voice cold and calculated. "We need to talk."Sean turned to face me, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "What do you want, Carmen?""I want to talk about the changes in our marriage," I stated firmly, despite the turmoil raging inside me. "I want to take the reins, Sean. I want to be the one in control."Sean's eyes widened in disbelief. "You must be joking," he scoffed. "After everything that's happened, you think I'm just going to hand over control to you?"My jaw clenched as I fought to keep my composure. "I'm not joking, Sean," I said, my voice angry. "I'm dead serious. I won't be held cap
His Volition Chapter 25: It going to be a long journey
I scrubbed the floors and dusted the furniture, I couldn't shake the sense of shame that lingered in the pit of my stomach. I resented the fact that Carmen was treating me like a servant, barking orders and expecting me to cater to her every whim. But beneath the resentment, there was also a deep-seated feeling of disgust – disgust at myself for allowing things to deteriorate to this point.I couldn't help but wonder if there was a way to regain control of the situation. Maybe if I swallowed my pride and acted lovingly towards Carmen, I could manipulate her back into submission. After all, hadn't I been the one calling the shots in our marriage?With this thought in mind, I approached Carmen tentatively as she sat in the living room, lost in thought. "Hey, Carmen," I said, forcing a smile onto my face. "Is there anything I can do to help?"Carmen looked up at me, her eyes cold and distant. "Help?" she scoffed. "Since when do you care about helping me?"I tried to win her over even tho
His Volition Chapter 26: Shall we
I couldn't believe it. Sean had disappeared without a word, leaving me alone at home to wonder where he'd gone. Anger bubbled up inside me as I waited for him to return, pacing the living room with clenched fists.When Sean finally walked through the door, reeking of alcohol and looking worse for wear, I was seething with fury. "Where have you been all evening?" I demanded, my voice sharp with accusation. "And how dare you leave without my permission?"Sean stumbled over his words, clearly intoxicated and unable to provide a coherent explanation. I could see the guilt and shame written all over his face, but it only fueled my anger further. How could he be so careless, so selfish as to abandon me like this?But despite my anger, there was also a flicker of something else – a desire, burning deep within me. As I looked at Sean, his vulnerability laid bare before me, I felt a sudden surge of attraction. Maybe it was the alcohol, that I took earlier while waiting for him that clouded my
His Volition Chapter 27: Sigh
As I stood there in the bathroom, trying to gather my thoughts, the events of last night played over and over in my mind like a broken record. The taste of regret lingered on my tongue, mixing with the acrid scent of alcohol that still clung to my skin.I couldn't believe I had let myself get swept away by desire, allowing it to cloud my judgment and lead me into a moment of reckless abandon. It was as if I had lost control of myself, surrendering to the primal urges that had lain dormant within me for so long.But now, in the harsh light of day, the reality of my actions hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt dirty, used, and utterly disgusted with myself. How could I have betrayed my principles, and my values, in pursuit of a fleeting moment of pleasure?I wanted to scrub away the memory of last night, to rid myself of the shame that clung to me like a second skin. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape the truth of what had happened – I had allowed myself to be consumed by
His Volition chapter 28: I did it again
After a long and exhausting day at the office, I finally returned home, my mind still swirling with thoughts of the embezzlement scandal that had rocked my company. I entered the house, and the familiar scent of home enveloped me. The events of last night and the discovery of financial discrepancies had left me feeling raw and vulnerable, and the sight of Sean working out in the home gym only added to it. I pretended not to notice him as I passed by, keeping my gaze fixed straight ahead. His back was turned to me, and I couldn't bring myself to face him, not after what had happened between us. Instead, I headed straight for the kitchen, my stomach grumbling in protest. I needed something to distract me, something to fill the void that threatened to consume me from within. I ordered some Chinese takeout, not bothering to check in with Sean about his preferences. He could fend for himself tonight – I had enough on my plate as it was. As I waited for the food to arrive, I busied mys
His Volition Chapter 29: You Thought I Forgot
Sean stirred from his sleep, his eyelids heavy with drowsiness as he slowly regained consciousness. The soft light filtering through the curtains hinted at the early hours of dawn, casting a gentle glow over the room. He shifted slightly, intending to drift back into slumber, when he felt something soft and warm wrap around his member.Confusion clouded his mind for a moment until he realized that there was someone beside him in bed. His heart skipped a beat as he turned his head, and his gaze met mine, my features softened by sleep.For a moment, Sean simply lay there, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation. He couldn't recall me coming into his room last night, nor could he remember inviting me to share his bed. And yet, here I was, my presence stirring something within him that he couldn't quite name."Hey," I whispered, my voice barely above a murmur as I gently nudged his shoulder. I straddled him in one swift motion and buried his hardness deep into me up to
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