Love, No More
Mortified, he grabbed my face and pressed his lips against mine.
“You belong to me, Vanessa. No one can take you away from me, not even yourself. You are my wife.”
I bit his tongue until I tasted blood. The pain caused him to let go, and he growled in frustration.
I tried to run, but he managed to stop me before I could get far.
Suddenly, his phone rang. He declined the call quickly, but not before I caught a glimpse of the caller ID.
“Your actual wife is waiting for you,” I said coldly.