Novel & Cerita Abandoned Husband Dominates

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

He starts moving, his fingers bruising where they dig into my hips, setting a feral pace as he pounds into me. "Dominik," I beg, pushing back against him. "Harder." "You want it harder?" He bites my shoulder, his teeth grazing the skin. "You want me to break you?" "Yes." He withdraws almost completely, then slams back in, hitting a spot so deep I see stars. I reach back, my nails digging into his thighs. I push back against him, meeting his thrusts, demanding more. He reaches around and finds my clit. His fingers are rough, far too calloused for a businessman. But my husband doesn’t just push paper, he wields crowbars and guns with the same ease he uses a fountain pen.

“And yet your character seems to come with quite a list of allegations. Scandal. Attempted suicide. Mental instability. And now, conveniently, a billionaire husband.” I flinched before I could stop myself. She saw it. Drank it in like wine. “You must be very good in bed.” The entire room seemed to go still. I felt something burn behind my eyes, but I didn’t blink. Dominic’s expression didn’t change. Not one muscle. “Mother,” he said finally, a warning threaded into the word. “Oh, don’t start,” she snapped, eyes still locked on mine. “You drag this... girl... into a marriage that wasn’t planned right and expect me to play along? Spare me.”

The man just walked straight over to me, those dark eyes locking onto mine while that dominant presence filled the space with the smell of coffee and metal. The player took my jacket off, then put those large hands in my hair to pull my head back. "You are shaking, sweetheart," Dominic said, his breath hot against my ear. "The walls," I said. "Dominic, what if someone is listening?" "Nobody saw me," my husband said. "Forget about the place. Forget about Arthur. Look at me." I looked up at my husband, wrapping my arms around him. We kissed, desperate to escape the pressure. ***

I don't want to see that hatred that I witnessed on Marquis's face. I would rather stay away from her than see her hating me... Hah!!! Reality is unbelievable. I still can't digest the matter that I was abandoned by my husband on the first night. There is nothing to hold or to rely on. Living like a stray with no support. No roof when it storms, No blanket when it snows. Ahead of my life, I have only myself. The unbreakable wall ahead of me I have to break it to move on. Let myself bleed out with every wound I am getting now, to get my happiness. I no longer want to be locked in the cruel illusion of so-called family love.

"Does he even know I'm his son? When I had two ribs broken, you know what he said? He said, 'Looks like the lesson hasn't sunk in yet.'" My mother opened her mouth and closed it again, nothing coming out. I turned to go. "You should leave." She grabbed my arm. "Ryan, I'm begging you. Chloe's leg is broken, Derek's disappeared, your father's lying in a hospital bed, and I can't hold this together anymore."

“No touching. No pulling me close. Nothing. I lie there in that huge bed alone feeling like a stranger in my own marriage.” Koko’s eyebrows rose. “Macho? The same Macho who swept you off your feet with private jets and tiny diamond bracelets? The Macho who gave you a deep french kiss and was groping your ass in front of his parents because he couldn't keep his hands off you. That Macho is suddenly celibate?” I laughed bitterly. “I know how it sounds, Koko. But it's exactly what it is. My husband is thirty-six, ridiculously successful, controls half the tech investments on the West Coast.”

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.

" Then the two women lunged at Walter like wild animals, clawing and scratching at him. Walter was already in his sixties. There was no way he could withstand the assault. Fortunately, two male servants reacted quickly and managed to pull the women away from him. Only then did I notice the rounded bellies hidden beneath their oversized padded jackets. My mind went blank. My first thought was that my husband, Ryan Carter, had cheated on me. And somehow, he had picked not one, but two women like this. My hands trembled with rage as I pulled out my phone and dialed his number. "Ryan, you have ten minutes. Get your ass home. Now."

I heard a lot of confusing words today. Rynet what's going on now? I gave her a call after reading the texts in the message. Mom how are you? I greeted the moment a hello came from her.. Fine my dear. Victoria called me fuming. She said that you made her husband disabled. What happened please tell me. She inquired. Victoria is Tom's wife. They have been married for ages now with three kids all girls.