The Battered Wife Novels & Stories

And they repeated the same dance. She was sweating, in a pair of shorts and sports bra, and moving around the boxing ring in their home gym with her ex-mafia husband. She doubted any pregnant woman had gotten it worse than her in history. “I need a break,” she said. “No, we will be done in ten more minutes.” “No pity for your pregnant wife?” She aimed a punch at his neck, but he tucked his chin in. “Wife? I only see my opponent. My opponent who is losing focus.” He punched her arm. She was slow to react, and the blow stung.

“Please, don't let me be taken by them. M-My husband is going to kill me! He will not let me go anymore!” The woman started to panic beside me, which made me turn my head at her. I took her hands, and asked her to look me straight in the eyes. “Calm down, everything will be alright. You are in our pack, and I will do my best to protect you.” This is my assurance to her just to calm her down. I know what she felt now, and I've been there already. We're hurt by our husband, but we have different circumstances. She was a battered wife, while I was being betrayed. Both are painful, but should be given justice.

The beats of the music are not more heavy than the emotions running through my heart. "Fine, go, but before going inside, remember one thing: I’m your wife, who has your hard work in her hands. One wrong step, and I’m going to sell your company to Brooks.” “You fucking bitch.” A sharp pain runs down my face when something touches it. A hand A slap

He didn't arrive in time to rescue her from his asshole of a husband. He still loves his ex. When he saw her almost losing her life, he blamed himself for being late. He discovered that Mary was a battered wife, something she never told him because she claimed to love the man she married deeply. He felt sorry for her situation and how she was losing herself more and more. That's why her family had to take her to a mental hospital to address the shock she experienced.

"There was only a wall between us. He was so strong. He thrust into me so hard that my moans drowned out your cries. It was pretty exciting. "It was my first time seeing such a wild man like him. He was completely different from you, and that was when I got attracted to him." Her words hit me like a thunderbolt, making my head buzz. I widened my eyes in disbelief. That day, I cried my heart out until I almost passed out. But when someone helped me out, Yasmin was walking more unsteadily than me. Zachary Grant stood beside me and patted my shoulder, his voice low. "I'm sorry for your loss. Your mom's gone, and Yasmin is really sad, too. She's your wife, after all. Pay more attention to her."

“Word has already spread! The neighbors saw the police take Delia away in nothing but a sheet! Pregnant! Your own pregnant sister dragged out like a criminal! Have you no shame?” I lowered my hand from my cheek. My voice came out cold, even though everything inside me was burning hot. “She is a criminal. She broke into my home. She broke into my marriage and fucked my husband on my wedding anniversary. She deserves to rot in hell.” “Your marriage?” Mary let out a bitter laugh. “If your marriage was worth anything, she wouldn’t have been able to break into it, would she?” The words hit me like another slap. I felt a painful pang in my chest.

"Oh, so now it's all my fault? You're unbelievable, Kyle. You treat your wife like dirt and wonder why I'm miserable? Being with you is nothing but suffering." "If that's how you feel, then fine. Let's just get a divorce!" The words hit the air like a bomb. It was what she'd wanted all along. "Divorce?" She smirked. "Fine by me. If you don't file, I will. Half the house goes to me, and I'll sign the papers today." Half the house? I almost laughed at the absurdity. She was the one who betrayed me. She hadn't put a single cent into this house. What right did she have to any of it?

My vision started to blurr as I came up to him and punch him with all my might. "S-Stop! Or I'll kill your wife-" Why... Just why... Who are you to hurt my wife... You dare make her like this... Die. My wife is the sweetest and most understanding person that I have. She's the most beautiful woman... And she loves me genuinely... An image of Madison's state came to my mind. "You... Fucking.... Bastard..." I said as I punch him continuously. I'll fucking kill you, you son of a bitch. "S-Stop-"

Amby couldn't believe everything that just happened, it happened too fast and couldn't understand why the woman slapped her and who she was. Amby is just an omega and weak but the woman looked hefty and very strong. "Why...why did you slap me?" Amby asked, still scared. "Shut up! Husband snatcher! Shame on you. Look at you, as beautiful as you are, you are chasing other people's husbands. You are so useless." The woman bashed while Amby was still not getting anything.

A man screamed in anger after striking his wife with his palm. With a hand on her right cheek, the wife cried in agony, “I-Is it wrong to tell my parents the truth? Is it wrong to seek help and tell them I’m a battered wife? Everything I’ve told them was true, you were never a good husband to me and not even a good father to your children! I’m the one who pays the finances, takes care of the kids, and cooks food for you! I don’t think I deserve to be beaten to death every time you enter our home’s door!” The woman chased her breath, trembling in both pain and anger. “I-I’m trying to revive this family…when will you realize your own mistakes?” Her husband shook his head and sneered. “You’re g