Novel & Cerita Cruel Wife

He changed me and I hate it. I switch on the light by the bed moving slowly as I can see his fingerprints bruising my skin. There is so many of them my once clear porcelain skin is now mottled with yellow, blue, green and purple. There are bite marks as well. Everything to remind me of him. The shame. The guilt. As much as I want to lie here and recline into the back of my mind I don’t want to. I won’t let him take everything until I am a shell. He says i’m his wife. But he doesn’t treat me like one. Despite knowing it would be in my best interest I can’t bring myself to play along. To pretend everything he says is true. I’m not his wife. I never will be. If I admit I am somehow it absolves

"Not your business." Jared's eyes lit up with rage. He grabbed her chin, leaning in way too close. "Lucia." His voice dripped with venom. "Can't survive without a man, huh?" The insult should've burned—but she felt nothing. Cole jumped in, trying to defuse it. "No, it's not like that. Lucia and I—" She shut him down fast. "Yeah." Her smile was ice. "What can I say? My own husband couldn't get the job done. What was I supposed to do—die frustrated?"

I repeated and walked away. Whenever I sparked in that way, I could see the fear in his eyes. Those eyes, the ones I got lost in when I was intoxicated and now, it feels like I was intoxicated with the marriage. I ran upstairs and I slammed the room door. I didn't think twice about it. He was so unfair in a lot of ways to me. I made my way to the table where the contract was. I let out a heavy sigh. “Alexander Blackwood,” I read out loud, and that was the babe of my husband. He was the CEO of Woods Inc, and the only surviving heir to the CEO of B-Diamonds.

Crazy Wife Gotta be brave! Barry!"I ran inside to hug him so close as more tears ran through my eyes wetting his cloth. No. Mum isn't right. I wouldn't leave Barry. I wouldn't get married again. I refused to be a ball passed around. I refuse to become useless I feel Barry's hand rubbing my back slowly soothing every pain I had. But I cried the more tightening the hug I gave him We might remain like this till God knows when!

He looked at her, and found her watery gaze on that screen, which made him clench his jaw. Hovering over her, he blocked her view. Cyra finally saw the image of Ethan's fading and turning into the face of this cruel animal, who had now become her husband. “I hope you know very well…. what this world calls those women, who thinks about another man while being in her husband's arms,” his words throbbed her heart more awfully, but she didn't make any efforts to answer him back. “Though…. I do know how to end that world which would even dare to think about assassinating my wife's character but….” He paused to wipe her eyes.

“Didn’t I give you a chance from the start? If you’d just been a good little wife the day you arrived—obedient and served me properly—would I have treated you like this? “You were the one who didn’t know what was good for you. You tried to resist and run. You think you’re the first to try that?” His face twisted, voice filled with cruelty. “My last wife? She was just as stupid as you. She came in acting defiant. In the end, I broke both her legs, shattered her ribs, and she died screaming in bed from the pain.” Coco trembled all over, her eyes full of fear. “And the one before that? Oh, she was smarter. She knew how to sweet talk me, played her little tricks. “But then she got too full of he

His house that was always spotless now scattered with things thrown around the room and trash everywhere now that Zaria is nowhere to be found. “That fucker!” Clyde slammed his hands on the desk as he stared at the screen where photos of Cronous had been circulating online with an unknown woman by his side. A silhouette of a woman and glimpse of her face is enough for Clyde to know that she's his wife. “Sly son of a bitch thinks he can just take her away?” He pushed the bottles of alcohol off of the table, shattering them on the floor. His vision was red and he stepped on the shattered glass and grabbed his keys, walking out his front door.

The lady kicked her hard several times, screaming as she lashed out, "Carmen Adams, was it? You're a popular rising actress, right? The wife of the young master of the Stephenson Family, right? You slutty little c*nt! How dare you seduce my husband?! How dare you!"

“I’m not your sweet little wife anymore. I’m a slut for black cock.” Kellan gripped her hips and drove into her, his cock disappearing inside her over and over. Marina threw her head back and screamed, bouncing faster, her pussy swallowing him whole. And I sat there, my face only inches away, forced to watch my wife give herself to them completely.

The tall woman rolled up her sleeves, then said fiercely, “You know, I killed the woman who shouted at me before this.” “Sorry... You may splash as you wish.” Catherine was not a fool. She knew full well that it was not easy to deal with the bunch of people who were locked up here, so she tried her best to tolerate them. Nevertheless, they did not seem to plan on letting her go. “Oh well, this won’t work on me. I hate beautiful women like you the most because my husband was snatched by a woman just like you.” The woman ran toward her and subsequently gave her a kick.