I was exhausted after a full day of work. So, I accidentally yawned when we were having sex. My husband, Lewis Maxwell, instantly stopped mid-movement. Something had set him off. His eyes turned bloodshot as he yanked me upright."What's that supposed to mean? Can I not satisfy you? Is that it? Are you not interested in me anymore?"His fists came raining down on me before I could answer, slamming into my stomach.He didn't stop until I was coughing up blood, curled up on the bed and twitching like a dying dog.He spat at me, panting, "You're worthless trash. I could beat you to death, and it wouldn't cost me a thing. If you go behind my back and have dinner with another man again, I'll break your legs."The immense pain left me unable to speak, let alone fight back. I did nothing as Lewis tore off my clothes and pinned me beneath him.However, my blood-stained lips curled up into a vicious smile away from his line of sight.In the past, it took the barest physical contact with
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