Devil Is Beating His Wife Novels & Stories

“ I just wish your marriage with John will be the best among your sisters. You definitely don’t know how eager I am to watch you two get together.” “ Don’t worry, mother, no one is separating us from each other.” She assured her. SEX WITH THE DEVIL

When he opened it, He nodded his head, as he watched the video of Delilah and his daughter and how the young lady brutally beat his daughter, and how she yanked hair, And a brief flash of an old memory flashed before his eyes, Of the time mia found out that he had an affair with Delilah and how mia beat the hell out of Delilah and how she yanked Delilah’s hair while she was on the floor. *This woman is just a devil, I know that what she is doing But why,I haven't done anything to deserve such things from her A few later hours at Delilah’s house… Delilah’s legs were crossed as she sipped on her glass of wine

I whisper to the mirror as if he is standing behind me, "If you are a real man like I thought you were, you will stop pestering my dream and confront me in real life. Come directly to me, let me prove to you what kind of devil you gave birth to." The image of him wailing and thrashing in the seat I tied him to as I emptied a gallon of gasoline over his head, comes to dance in the mirror of my thoughts. And sinisterly enough, I laugh darkly, wishing it can be made into a movie that I can watch when I'm bored. "Please, Mara," I remember him calling my name as I slowly played with the flame of the lighter, "Don't set Papa on fire." And it's ironic because that day was the first day he ever trul

“If that’s what it takes to keep you, Bryan… then yes. I am the devil.” The words slithered through the air, wrapping around me, suffocating me. My stomach twisted violently. I fought the urge to gag. “You’ve hurt yourself…this much…just to trap me? Just to prove some twisted point?” Her lips curled, teeth flashing in a grotesque snarl, beauty shattering under the weight of her rage. She looked less like a woman and more like some feral thing cornered in the dark. “The devil can be very persistent when needs be. The devil lost to God and isn’t willing to lose again, she has to fight her way to the top, she has to stay married to Bryan fvcking Adams.” She wiped her bleeding and bruised forehe

her towel dropped, and now they were both naked, tears began to flow down her eyes, she felt him insert his hands into her, as he begins to roam his fingers inside her while he moaned, she could not believe he enjoyed it At this moment it became evident to her that she had married the Devil himself, he kept her pressed to the wall, removed his hands from between her legs and threw her on the bed forceful This was one of the un-numbered times he will be having sex with her like this, it was a horrible thing, the slaps, the push, the force and all, she tried to struggle, but he was too strong to be over powered She let out a loud shout for help, at least that was all that she could think of at

Gideon, Peter’s granddad suspected. “Everyone may fear you. But not I. I’m a level 7 devil – while you're just a demon. You have to do as I say, sir. I know what you do with your son’s wife. The lonely nights spent at Eden club since your wife passed away whom you married to inherit her wealth. You were nothing until your wife married you. And who knows if she ever died a natural death. What do you think?” “You devil!” Gideon hit his walking stick with such force that it looked like it was going to shatter.

I could taste my blood in them. "Yes. I'm a devil, Bianca," he barked behind my ear. I could feel his hot breath on my sensitive skin. "And unfortunately for you, you're married to one." He bit the shell of my ear, and I almost screamed in pain. "The next time you mention that bastard's name, I'll fucking fuck your brains out until you won't be able to walk." He resumed moving behind me. This time, harder. Faster. More forceful. "You fucking understand me?"

He sighed deeply and left the room. <<<>>> AT NICHOLAS OFFICE Nicholas typed away on his laptop as beads of sweats formed around his head. He was a workaholic who didn't care about anything else in the world than work and earn money!! But through the constant pestering of his Mother, he had to hire some random woman he has never seen in his life to be his wife for two years. Although, he has his own plans. He shoved the thoughts out of his head and continued typing.

Her trembling pupils moved left and right at a slight speed as he read those contracts. "This bitch!" He bit his teeth frustratedly and dialed the housekeeper, who was responsible for this whole platform. "Jerk! What have you done to my house?" fervidly shouted through the phone as Elvira crossed her hand over her chest. That man munched his lips nervously and asked in fright, "Aren't you with your wife?" "Wife my foot! I divorced her." he sounded disliked. "But, sorry Leonid. I already contracted with her, we have no chance." that man disappointedly said that would agitate his inner anger.

Hell? "What the fuck? Man, this is some fucked up shit right here. How could he do this? He literally is the reason why his daughter is close to death. She might just give up anytime—" I grabbed Devin by his collar and glared at him with my eyes full of rage mixed with fear. "My wife is not going to die!" I spat in his face. He closed his eyes due to the force of my words and when I had left his collar, he coughed mildly and straightened his collar.