Winning My Ex Wife

Tightly fisting the sheets beneath her naked body, she was trying her best to focus on that sound of the clouds loudly roaring outside because she didn't want to feel the touch of that person towering over her. She didn't want to feel his warm breathing grazing against her earlobe. She was trying to block the very presence of that vicious sinner who had just gotten done with harming each and every ounce of her dignity by ruining her body in each and every possible way.

"I never thought that you could feel so satisfyingly good," she heard his throaty voice rasping in her ear and then his teeth gave a harsh nibble on her earlobe. It made her close her eyes more tightly whereas her grip tightened around the sheets which didn't go unnoticed by him. An insolent smirk crept on his face, finding her naked body practically shivering beneath his bare one.

"Too good to be true for a woman who had been fucked by countless men throughout her life," he huskily whispered in her ear while exactly knowing where his words was going to hurt and hit her and how badly and they did, just like he wanted. Tears started streaming down from the corner of her closed eyes as his words made her recall her feral past that she used to be a prostitute or in precise, was forced to be one in her past.

His dark brown eyes roamed all over her face and then down towards her naked body where he found deep red teeth marks on her cleavage and bosoms which he had given her. Her skin was glistening with sweat and her face was flushed. Her wrists were covered with his hands and fingerprints which were the indication of how brutally and animalistically he had destroyed her body. His smirk turned victorious after finding he had successfully tarnished her underneath him.

The sound of his phone ringing made him tear his eyes away from her. He finally got up from her and then stood up on his feet on the ground.

She also rose up and sat on the bed but a painful hiss escaped from her mouth as soon as she tried to pull her knees towards her chest because that sharp aching in her lower region shook her whole body in pain. It filled more tears in her eyes whereas it widened his diabolic grin more.

Grabbing his phone, he picked it up and put it on the speaker.

"Hello! Riccardo? Where are you?" That feminine voice came from the other side of the phone and she immediately identified that voice. His wife. It was his wife's call.

"I am busy dealing with some relevant business of mine, Valery," he answered while looking at his business, who was sitting on his bed. That name confirmed it for her that it was his wife on the call.

"Relevant business? But what?" His wife questioned again. Grabbing the glass of liquor from the table, he took a sip from it but without taking his eyes away from that person sitting on his bed who had not even mistakenly looked in his direction for once.

"Actually I have bought something, so.." his eyes wandered all over her naked frame.

"I am checking my possession on it," his words made her hug her knees more tightly because they crushed her soul cruelly. She was his possession now. He had bought her like a thing and now that was the ultimate truth of her life that he was her sole possessor.

"So I won't be able to return home tonight as I need to do some more deep and thorough checks on my possession," he uttered, sniggering silently but her jaw clenched at his words.

"I will see you in the morning," 

"Okay…good night," his wife greeted him and he hung up the call after replying to her with a deep humming.

Chugging down the entire content of the glass, he leaned closer to her on the bed.

"Remember your words," he husked in her ear. She closed her eyes again as she felt his presence closer to her once again.

"That you will ruin your things with your own hands before letting it be possessed by someone like me…." He repeated her same exact words which she had said to him that day in front of the entire world.

Trailing his hand towards her bare waist, he touched her bare waist which made her grit her teeth and shut her wet lashes more vigorously.

"But now, not just only your things, I possess you, Cara Mia. You are my possession," He chuckled whereas aggressively squeezed her waist, making her yelp. (my dear)

"And you don't have to ruin yourself now for it because….." he leaned closer and tenderly pecked her ear.

"I will do it on my own, just like I did a little while ago," his each and every word, touch was filling her body with more disgust, hatred and anger for him. 

"And you know the most interesting thing about this night," his hand trailed upward where he amiably grazed the tip of his fingers against her skin. His touch made her skin crawl in filth.

"That this night is just the beginning of all those countless nights and days you are going to be with me, cara mia," he simpered.

"Go and freshen up, if you want because this night has just begun," saying that he finally walked away from that room.

She heard him shutting the door behind him which made her finally take her head upward. Tears aggressively started falling from her eyes. Her entire body was hurting, especially her lower body but that pain was nothing as compared to that pain he had inflicted on her soul. He tainted not only her body, but her dignity, her self-respect, her pride, every inch of her existence and those tangled sheets, messed up bed and his strong smell on her skin were its evidence.

She looked here and there and searched for her phone. She stepped down from the bed and found her phone in her retracted clothes. She opened the screen and saw that message from her friend.

She immediately opened it and felt like her pain started calming down as soon as she saw the smiling face of her three years old daughter in that picture with a voice message….

''Goodnight, mamma. Love you so much….'' her daughter's voice on that message broke her down into tears finally. She was doing all of this for her 3 years old sick daughter. She sold herself to that fatal sinner and was committing that sin of sleeping with a married man just for the sake of saving her three years old daughter's life because he left her with no other option.

Her watery eyes trailed towards a table and she saw those papers placed on it. Those papers in which she had written her existence to him with her own hands and just right beside those papers, she saw his and his wife's picture. It made her disgusted with herself. She agreed to sleep with a man who was already married to another woman but she was helpless. That monster turned her vulnerable and helpless and forced her to commit that sin with him.

Her body stiffened in terror when she heard the sound of the door opening and his footsteps stepping inside again. She clutched her phone more tightly.

"So, shall we proceed with checking my possession further, Miss Aniya Meier?" His raspy voice reverberated in that room which made her close her eyes again.

She didn't know what else this night and those days had stored for her which she was going to survive with him. How much more pain he was going to give her and she had to endure it? 

And for how long would she be able to remain HIS SINFUL POSSESSION?