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His hands which were resting on my hips behind came forward and removed my palm from my mouth. Reducing the gap he said against my lips, "you are to innocent to act bold... You know that?" He said in a thick voice as his pupils darkened with desire. "I'm not acting bold. This is me. Moreover, we are married. Its normal between husband and wife." I shrugged trying to act confident as if it wasn’t a big deal to lay my hands on that forbidden part of his body though I was mortified beyond thought. He gave a throaty chuckle hearing and within a second I was flipped on the empty space of the couch with him on top of me. Before I could react, he grabbed both my wrist and pinned them above my head

Soon, I rule out their suspicion. Given their personalities, they don't bother to play such a prank. Could it be that my husband has been kidnapped? If so, why doesn't he call the police? I frown. Something doesn't seem right. "Maybe I should call the police now," I think aloud. Hope that it's merely a prank. If Nathan has an accident, at least I can save his life. Suddenly, another message arrives. "I'm not your husband but someone closest to you! This thing is so weird. I'm afraid you won't believe my words. Don't call the police! Pretend nothing has happened and go to the bank first!"

"That man has made your life hell ever since you were born, Melody. How do you not want to kill him?" "What good is that going to do? He's not a bad person at heart, Alpha Evan. I've heard he was the most doting mate anyone could ever have. Losing my mother made him the way he is today. Sure, he's made a lot of bad decisions ever since, and he definitely needs to be punished, but all that he has done, however twisted it may be, is driven by his grief and anger over losing his mate," I explained the things I'd come to realise over the years.

"Now, you are a doll to me. And if you no longer want to call me Erwin or husband, call me monster or devil or barbarian or sadist. Nicknamed me whatever you like, Dolly." "You will always be my Erwin. I haven't lost hope in you, Erwin. Someday, you will change, and you will love me like you used to. Please, love me back. I Miss you as a husband. I need my husband. I want to kiss and hug my husband." Erwin said nothing more. He kissed her back and he went to sleep. *** Erwin was getting crazier and crazier day but day. He rape his own wife almost every night. However, because he was infertile, he forced her to take anti-pregnancy pills every time after they had sex.

The sting hit hard… my own husband, bragging about claiming another man's wife like he was some trophy collector. Elias’s hand pushed me down harder, forcing his cock deeper into my throat. I choked quietly, drool pouring from the corners of my mouth as he used my face. “She was such a loyal little wife when we arrived,” Victor continued proudly. “By the last night, Ryan walked in and saw her getting railed by me and the fucking boat captain. Covered in cum, moaning like a whore. Marriage is basically over. I’m meeting her at a motel tonight. Got some real nasty shit planned… gonna tie her up and really break what’s left of her.”

“You shouldn't miss it, my love! Do go on. I'll be fine!” And I feigned a guilty look. “Are you sure?” My finger traced his lip lazily. And I felt his dick hardened some more. He swallowed and laughed a forceful one. “A dutiful husband is one who lets his wife shine, doesn't he?” And I laughed agreeably. What a ton of bullshit. ****** “Velvet cake… .” Something crumbly and spongy landed on my breasts. And I inhaled in surprise. “It's your favourite, isn't it?”

She stepped closer, her finger pointing straight at his chest. “Don’t you dare,” she said, her voice shaking with rage, “don’t you dare blackmail me with that word. Husband.” Jabco’s brows furrowed. “I never wanted this marriage,” she continued, each word coming out heavier than the last. “You didn’t give me a choice. You decided everything. So don’t stand there and act like you suddenly get rights over my life.” His patience cracked. In one sharp movement, he reached out and grabbed her shoulders. His grip wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t violent either. It was desperate, controlling, angry.

"This guy has no shame! He cheated, got caught, and now, he wants to go back to his ex-wife?" "Just look at him—he's obviously bad news!" "Disgusting! He cheated with another woman, then realized the baby wasn't his. Now, he's clinging to his ex-wife? What a piece of trash!" "Good thing she divorced him. Staying would've been a nightmare." The murmurs made Christian's face flush red, then pale. Taking advantage of the commotion, I quickly moved toward the car, intending to leave. "Shiloh Jackson!" Christian suddenly shouted, pulling out a gleaming knife.

“You all right?” I stretched out my blood-covered arms. My shirt and pants were drenched. My fingers ached when I wiggled them. I smiled wryly. “My wife has been fucking her half-brother our entire marriage, Daniele.” My words died in my mouth, my throat becoming dry. Felix got up with a wince. He stepped over the corpse and almost slipped on the blood. “Fuck,” he growled before he stopped in front of me. He held out his hand.

"This is a despicable act. I thought I was the most terrible person in the world to do such things to my best friends. But right now, I've seen a more dangerous person. You deceived your husband, and yet you still have the guts to deceive me? Didn't you realize your mistakes after your husband sent you away? What else do you want?" I sniggered, and bit my lower lip in pride. "Unknown. That's the answer to your damn question. Until I get rid of Jill completely, I won't rest. If she hadn't made my husband realize that he had been stupid since years back, I'd still be spending his money by now. So, I'll still ensure that she doesn't get a chance with my husband. I'll ruin her reputation complet