What Should I Do My Husband Is A Yandere の小説・ストーリー

Charlene said ridiculously. “I bet he remembered something, I can't assure you he remembered all, but maybe little. Even if anything happens between you two, he can't blame you. Moreover both of you are a couple so when something like that happens it's normal, even if both of you ain't in love. And rape? That's really ludicrous. Why would your husband rape you?” “But he seduced me.” She snapped.

Valeria continued with a shrug, "Your husband could be different. Men in our world love fucking mind games, control, emotional torture... all that toxic bullshit that slowly drives women insane." I couldn't help but notice that she was using that term again. "...in our world," "But your husband?" she said. "Maybe you two just need to fuck the tension right out of each other's system. Sometimes all that arguing and emotional bullshit just needs one really good fuck to clear itself out." I nearly choked on my drink. However, the women in front of me looked completely unbothered. "The kind that leaves you sore and unable to walk properly for three fucking days," Nina added casually. "Depending

Matteo, I have a fucking husband. 'Fake husband ' He corrected. 'I fucking hate it when you call him your husband, babe ' 'You are an imbecile!' Wendy shouted. 'How did I not fucking see this side of you?' He dragged her to himself again. 'I am sorry. I just love you.' He tried kissing her again. She snatched herself away from him and stared at him in disbelief. 'Now l am most certain that you have gone crazy. You've gone totally nuts. And I'm not staying here for this nonsense.'

"I love a man who is into me, pardon the pun. One who really wants to fuck me for who I am, to please me, and not just get off. Sex is an event, an occasion to me." All Matt could do was nod in approval and wipe the sweat that was collecting above his brow. This was torture...he was noticeably aroused. Mandy switched gears. "So, Matt. What should we do about our spouses? Confront them? Divorce them? Separate? Retaliate?" "It sounds like you've put a lot more thought into this than I have, Mandy. I think for now, I plan to retaliate and perhaps confront and separate at some point. Not sure about divorce, but that is definitely on the table."

I am your husband and the head of this house I own you and every f*ckig thing you have and I demand you let me have you now" Handy yelled at her. "No you don't own me" she said smiling bitterly. "You are my husband and I demand you tell me where you have been for the past two weeks" she shout back at hIm. "Really?" Handy said smiling wickedly. "Seems you want it the hard way" he said as he attempt to catch her but she was too determine not to let him catch as she quickly ran to the other side of the bed.

The Husband said with a husky voice making the Wife shiver. " You are making it difficult to not to fuck right now and right here, my wife. But you need rest before that. Sleep now. " Lia quickly closed her eyes finding cedar scent of her Husband calming him. She felt lips pressed against her forehead. She smiled. " You are no different from me. Being all dominant on me and being soft the other moment. You are making it hard for me to not to suck your dick. " The girl muttered against the her husband's chest.

“Since I am married, I want to have affairs. I want to know the thrill of having an affair with a young woman who is passionately in love with me. I want to have sex on the beach.” Ahn Hana slaps his face. “You are shameless.” “That hurts.” He yells, “But a slap is nothing if you are back to yourself again. You can slap me a hundred times.” “You are acting like a husband now.” She rolls her eyes, leaning back. “I am hungry.” “What do you want to eat?” He places his arm on her thighs, looking at her with shiny eyes. “You can also eat me if you --” She slaps his face again.

If I'm left too, come home, I'll chop up Gerald. Damn husband, not understanding. I grumbled the whole way. Gerald's car is still parked there. Great annoyance. If possible, I want to throw the car, use the grenade to go off at once, and Gerald dies inside. I was thinking about it, my mood was broken instantly. He's smart, making me want to ... in the blink of an eye. I opened the door, and Gerald casually ate hot dogs, wanting to scratch his face to make it ugly. "Want?" asked Gerald innocently. I want to scratch in there. While putting on flat face. Why do I have a husband like this, God ... What's wrong with me? Having a husband behaves like a child, instead of beating me.

I can't tell her because of her husband my taste for men is so exquisite. "Hmph, we will never know once you try." "Well just promise not to hit any guys. Remember you already have your husband." "Yeah yeah, girl of course I know. I'll be careful I promise. ಠ_ಠ what kind of woman do you think I am." "Hehe Kidding. Ok then. See you later then" At work, I just finished turning off the sound system and I heard a conversation nearby. "Hey did you hear we are gonna have a drama together?" Yohan's excited voice boomed.

"Y-Yohan, please, don't do this," I nervously said while trembling in my seat. He led me to our bedroom and sat me on our bed. He quickly undressed me, leaving me no choice but to obey his commands. I clung to my naked body, looking at him with pleading eyes. Yes, Yohan is indeed skilled in bed, and he always drives me crazy when he thrusts inside me, but he can also be a beast in bed. I've experienced not being able to walk or move properly because of what Yohan did to me, and I don't want it to happen again. I am willing to give myself to him because he's my husband, but my only wish is for him to be gentle with me.