"You wanna fight? I'll bring war."
Seraphina. A strong confident mafia Heiress.
She is rutheless , confident , arrogant , disgustingly rich and popular between men. Everyone craves for her. She knows her worth and never lets anyone disrespect her...
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I hated thiefs , especially who stole my food. I would've slapped the life out of him if he wasn't my husband.
I had to stick with the title as his wife , i am too young to be a widdow anyways. Or if situations like these happens often , then i should start preparing to be a hot single woman who's husband is dead.
A hot widdow.
Or atleast i should pretend it because this guy do not exist to me.
I don't know for how much time i will tolerate his shit without throwing hands at him.
I should definitely stop watching criminal documentaries. Those shows are gonna make me end up in the pit of hell and I'll be entitled as my husband's murderer.
I would think of the ways i could kill my own husband.
Well I'm actually a criminal.
It's not wrong to say I'm similar to those people commting crimes or phycopaths in those shows. Or those people might be even better than me.
I must've committed more than 100 murders. Those poor little souls are in jail for killing one or two people. Well it's not like it's my concern anyways.
I layed down on the bed like a dead log after shutting the door with a thud. Mother fucker pissed me a little too much today.
I don't know when will my cool snap. By the looks of it , it's gonna be really soon i believe.
I devoured the delicious pasta i made as i rolled the noodles on my fork. The flavours were divine. The rich italian flavors bursting in my mouth.
The creamy flavour of cheese blurred my senses so much that i didn't hear anyone enter my room.
Or i didn't wanted to hear it.
I finished my food and kept the plate aside. The movie i was watching along with it ended too. I got up to keep the dish in the sink as i changed my bandage in the bathroom before sleeping.
The blood was still oozing out when i threw the bandage in the bin. It would have been fine until now if my husband didn't decide to slap my thigh yesterday.
Didn't he find another place to slap. Or why did he slapped me in the first place , i'm gonna get my revenge on him. It's not like i would mind his slap hitting north. I'd love a spank or two on my ass or between my..
I got my mind out of the gutter as i shrugged the thoughts off of me.
I really can't help the ache nowadays.
I'm frustrated since last night. I had a wet dream about him. Bro spreaded my legs and impaled me on himself.
I didn't even object. Instead i shamelessly moaned his name. I don't remember how big he was or how it looked like but i assume it's average.
By the looks of it , his bulge isn't that big. I guess I'll see when he..
This was getting out of my hand now. Him talking dirty to me , me having a wet dream about him and now this kitchen incident.
I'm in a desperate need of a release. I need it badly. And i only want it from him.
But i can't go and ask him to do freaky stuff to me. I'd have to pleasure myself on my own. I can't simply go and ask him to help me with my ache.
I know he couldn't resist my charm anyways. Well I'm gonna break him anyways. He'll be begging for me in no time.
I tried sleeping but i was getting wet by the passing second. I clenched my thighs and covered my lower body with the blanket. I switched the the lights , another unsuccessful attempt to sleep.
Another 30 minutes passed but i couldn't sleep. I sighed and got up.
The washroom door closed with a thud. I stripped and settled myself in the bath tub after filling it with hot water till my hip. I slowly spreaded my legs and dipped one hand between my legs.
The hot flesh coming in contact with the pad of my index.
I rubbed the nub slowly as gasps left my mouth in relief.
The water splashed as i moved my hands between my legs.
My fingers drew circles on the nub as i rubbed the slit. My fingers now moved faster as i was a whimpering mess.
I tried to control my moans as i covered my mouth with my other hand that was resting on the edge of the bath tub. I sticked the middle finger in. It was a heavenly feeling of relief and pleasure.
I rubbed my clit with my thumb as my middle finger curled inside me.
My mind wandered to him doing the same to me as i shamelessly increased the speed.
I was controlling my whimpers , they were getting louder.
Him dipping his head between my legs.
My finger moved faster. I added another finger as my middle finger and index finger pistoned and curled inside me. I was biting my hand to control my moans.
Will he do the same to me?
Will he stick his thick finger in my hole.
Just by the thought of him my orgasm crashed.
My body was limp , the water was mixed with my wetness and my orgasm , my heart beating fast in my ribcage. I could hear the beating.
I panted , i could almost see stars.
Whenever i tried pleasuring myself it was always a fail. It couldn't possibly because of him.
I touched myself down there as i almost let out a loud moan due to the aftershocks.
I collected myself and wrapped myself in a towel. I again changed the bandage and drained the water from the bath tub.
I quickly changed into a bathrobe and erased all the remains of my activities.
It was all good until i saw him staring right into my eyes when i entered inside the bedroom.
