JEREMIAH
She. Fucking. Ran.My deceitful little wife thought she could leave me. That she could slip away into the night like a whisper and disappear. Like I wouldn’t find her. Like I wouldn’t drag her back. Like I wouldn’t make her pay.I gripped the steering wheel so hard it creaked beneath my fingers. The world outside was a blur, but my mind was crystal fucking clear with everything I needed to do. I was going fucking easy on her. But now… I am going to show her what a real monster looks like.I looked at my phone. She wasn’t far. She was moving near the tree line, apparently thinking she’ll be safe in those trees. She should’ve learned her lesson by now. She will never be safe from me, and especially in the trees that felt more like a home to a predator like me, where I have hunted her not once but so many times now I could find her with my eyes closed.A notification on my screen had rage flooding my system aNINA “Does this jog your memory, wife?” I turned my face away from him, not able to stare into those dark eyes, afraid he will see my true thoughts. He will see how a part of me wished that he’d just take me and I will know what it felt like to have him inside me. Lachlan never crossed a line that he seemed to adhere to. He was a sophisticated lover, dedicated and a gentleman, always making sure I was comfortable and enjoying him and have my release. But as much as I loved his gentleness, when I looked at Jeremiah it made me wonder what his wildness would feel like. I didn’t hate what I have with Lachlan, I actually loved the way he made me feel desires, treasured and worshipped. But something always seemed missing even when he gave me toe curling orgasms and made me want to just lose myself in his body. Hide in the sanctuary of his arms. He was like a safe place away from the storm. But yet, a part of me craved the storm too. I wanted to experience the storm my husband c
NINAI was going to die.Not because my husband was going to kill me.No. I was certain my own body would betray me first. My heart felt like it was going to explode, pounding in my chest with a fury that made my ribs ache. Panic coursed through me like a fever. Every muscle burned. Every breath was a gasp. My lungs screamed for me to stop and take a breath. But, clearly, my body wasn’t understanding the predicament we were in.Also, what’s with that dark whisper at the back of my mind, wanting to let him catch me.Was I going crazy or maybe it was some kind of side effect of living with him? Maybe insanity is catching.A low, dark chuckle echoed around me and goose bumps covered every inch of my body as my feet pounded on the forest floor and I pushed forward, over my limits.Fear slithered into my veins as the forest I was afraid of surrounded me from all sides, giving me a feeling of déjà vu, like I had been here more than once. And I knew why. Because I had believed him and Lachl
Flashback Continued... JEREMIAH “You know I can see your dress behind the tree.” A tiny squeak was my answer and then she bolted, ran to another hiding spot, thinking she was safe behind a thicker trunk. But her soft giggles echoed behind her. She thought it was a game. And maybe it was. For her. But not for me. For me, it was turning into madness. A dark need to make her mine and never let go. I wanted to learn every twitch of her body, taste every inch of her skin, kiss every corner and lick her everywhere, make her sob my name until her voice was hoarse and her mind forgot everything but me. Until she was nothing but trembling and writhing mess beneath me. I stalked toward the left, to circle around and ambush her from behind. Letting her think she was safe for the moment. When I finally came around behind her, she was peeking from the side of the tree, looking at where I was standing minutes ago. I didn’t make a sound as I closed the distance, stopp
Flashback #6 JEREMIAH I watched her as she ran ahead. Barefoot, free, almost wild— like she belonged in these trees more than she ever did to people. She darted between the trees, her laughter floating back to me, breathless, softly pulling me toward her like she had me roped to her. My little lisichka. I watched her for a breath too long — the soft curve of her back, the slope of her neck, her hair wild and tangled from running. The forest at night felt like a silent sanctuary for her, the trees our witnesses as we spent night after night here. Sometimes running around them, chasing each other, sometimes letting them hide us as we sneak out of the property. And more than once being a witness to my lisicka trying to seduce me. The thought made me smile. She was adorable in the most innocent of ways. Moonlight spilled from the dense tree branches above our heads, casting long shadows across the path she ran, looking over her shoulder every once in a while to see if I was follo
NINAI was outside. Back near the tree line because I wasn’t stupid enough to obey him and wait in the library like a sitting duck. Not after the rage I saw in his eyes.One would say it was a wrong thing to do, to disobey my husband, when he was already seething. But what else was I supposed to do? Sit there and let him rip me apart, let him spill his fury onto me as if I were just here to take every bit of his anger and when he needed something else he went to Lachlan.Fuck him. I wasn’t jealous. I just felt the discrimination of it.And he even said it. 'I didn't want to just fuck you.'Fuck. Him. Like I wanted him. Never. So let him rage for all I care. I won’t be the vessel for him to pour that anger into. No. I’d rather burn with my defiance than crumble under his wrath.I looked down at my phone. My text thread with Mr. Wrong was still open and that arsehole hadn’t replied yet. I was surrounded with men I couldn’t rely on. I re-read the messages I had sent just ten minutes ag
JEREMIAH By the time I reached the library, I was annoyed, more so than before. It wasn’t because of what Olezka said, but what he reminded me of. And the fact that how absurd it was to think I’ll be jealous of him and Nina having a bond. Instead, if I was pressed for the truth, I will say it actually fucking helped that they were getting along together so nicely. After a brief talk with the doctor, I had realised keeping Nina here like a prisoner without letting her breathe will hurt her psyche and she might end up having more episodes like she had that day. I had told the doctor that I won’t be keeping her drugged up, because I meant it when I said I didn’t want her deprived of her bearings and her mind fogged up unable to make a conscious decision or think freely. Maybe a part of me wished she will have her memories back at some point and it won't happen if she was high on drugs to keep her placid enough that she doesn’t feel the emotions how they were meant to be f