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is he rich. Veebha:of course not.. I think her husband is useless and a dirty pig..that was enough for Elena.. Elena: Just shut up..when you don't know about someone na you should shut your mouth..And about my husband..Aaha he is diamond..No one.. I repeat no one will get a Husband like him.. I love him.. I can't listen a word against him..Don't say something which you will regret..

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There are shelves with hundreds of books and a desk in the center. But I can't focus on this much because the idiot who claims to be my husband grabs my arm to face him. "Could you tell me what's wrong with you?," he demands with a hardened voice. "Let go of me." "Not until you tell me what's bothering you!," he insists. "Let go of me," I retort, managing to free myself. "Go be with Olivia and leave me alone." "Are you serious? And I was the one who wasn't supposed to have ridiculous jealousy," he says with a smile, throwing back at me what I said earlier.

“At first, I thought he was just a greedy man, you know? A man who just wanted everything I have. But I didn’t know how...just how vile he was. And how far he would go to keep things that weren’t even his. How far he would go to keep my father’s properties." My throat tightens. "My life’s in danger. Being with him, being anywhere close to him...my life’s in danger.” I swallow thickly. “I feel like there was even a moment where he thought about killing me, because he is my husband. It means if I die, he will get everything, and he wouldn’t ever have to worry about anything. He would have had it all.” “Not really,” Mr Smith says gently. I blink. “What do you mean?”

“Don't make me jealous. I will let him watch how I will claim you; I want him to know that you're mine.” “I'm yours, Adler.” My possessive husband smirked at me. He held my chin and claimed my lips. He was aggressive, and my heart didn't stop thumping fast because of him. I whined when he spread my legs and let me feel his bulge getting hard. I was panting when he stopped kissing me, and I couldn't stop to think disappointed when he stepped away from me. “Don't make me jealous, Avalynn.” He told me before he left and went straight to the bathroom. What? I thought we would do those adult things again.

I scolded. "Why don't we all just hang out today?" He wiggled his brows. "I'm married Bruce, so no, we can't hang out together my husband can be very jealous and he is only letting me hang out with you because you are into men" I retorted. "That's the reason why he is the standard, men in love her jealous of any man coming close to their wife. Possessive men are even much better, they don't like sharing and will never have eyes for other women" He said and I frowned.

For ten years of marriage, I'd stayed inside that estate waiting for him to come home, longing for his half-hearted scraps of warmth, and I'd never made a single friend I could trust. But I was dying. I didn't want to waste what little time I had left on more nights of waiting for him to come home. “I don't know,” I said softly. “But I'll find somewhere.” Adrian watched me, his gaze gone fully cold. “You want a divorce over a mistress I've already cast off?” Suddenly I found it almost funny. Even now he assumed I was simply jealous over the little lover he'd sent away. But what was that woman, really? She wasn't even the first.

“They've always been possessive of you, friend, that's not new. Be careful with this, as they may end up preventing you from going out without them around. “They're not even crazy enough to do that. I might fuck another man just to get out of here. I'm not that helpless little girl anymore. If they want me as their wife, they'll have to learn to control their shitty jealousy. Jess laughs on the other side. “You've really changed, my friend, and I'm very happy about that. Before you always whined, now you are acting with conscience. I turn over in bed, lying on my stomach. “Yes, I have to at least. Otherwise, they might swallow me with their possessiveness. “I'm really glad about that, friend

Kevin smiled at me while positioning himself for a better angle. His eyes gleamed with pure obsession, pure need. I belonged to him, and tonight, he'd remind me of that again and again. Who was I kidding! I knew the night was still very young ...the night would undoubtedly witness my husband's evergreen possessiveness and jealousy over me. My toes curled and my fingers tangled in the silk sheets as he thrust back in. ◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆

complicated feelings? Had she gotten the dates mixed up in our shared calendar? Fuck, was I seeing ghosts where there weren’t any? Was I secretly hoping something was going on so I could justify my own actions and thoughts? I poured another drink, staring at the amber liquid. Following her would be insane. The act of a jealous, insecure husband. I’d never been that guy, never wanted to be that guy, and if I’m being honest with myself, I’m not even jealous. Which seemed wrong. Helena is my wife… I should be jealous at the thought of her with another man.