IMPOSTORA

CHAPTER 1

"SUMMER vacation in the Maldives?" Mikhail repeated and scowled at his wife. "Amara, are you sure about your plan? Alam mong ayokong pumunta sa bansang 'yon!"

Amara laughed. "Why? Dahil takot ka sa dagat?" she smirked. "Your daughter and I wanted to have fun, Mikhail. Are you saying we should cancel our vacation because of your absurd phobia?"

Napabuga ng hangin si Mikhail sa sinabi ng asawa. He doesn't like her sarcastic tone, but he has to control himself. Ayaw niyang makita ng limang taong gulang nilang anak na pinagtatalunan nila ang bakasyon na iyon.

Mikhail sighed and looked at daughter, who was sitting on Amara's bed. "Billie, gusto mo ba talagang magbakasyon sa Maldives?"

Lumawak naman ang ngiti ng anak. "Yes, Daddy, I wanna see colorful fishes!" sabik na sabi nito na sinabayan pa ng paglundag. "But..." Natigilan itong bigla at napatingin sa ina. Nang may gusto pang sabihin ay napayuko na lang na parang nag-alangan. "Nothing, daddy."

"Come on, baby." Binuhat ni Mikhail ang anak at hinaplos ang mamula-mula nitong pisngi. "What do you wanna tell your daddy?"

"You heard her. She said she wanted to go to the Maldives," Amara interjected. She was brushing her hair in front of her vanity mirror. "You know, Mikhail, you don't have to come with us. I can travel with Billie and some of our guards." She looked at him over her shoulders. "It's more fun if you send three or more guards to secure us."

Mikhail clenched his jaw. He knew what Amara is trying to say. Ibinaba niya ang anak at mahinahon itong sinabihan na magpunta na sa kwarto para ayusin ang mga gamit sa pagpunta sa Maldives. Nang makaalis na ang anak at maisara ang pinto ay saka niya kinompronta ang asawa.

"Don't you dare do your stupid habits in front of my daughter," he said, clenching his jaw in hatred and anger. "I'm warning you, Amara, not in front of my daughter."

Amara met his glare in the mirror. "Bakit?" She smiled wickedly. "Ano naman ang gagawin mo sa 'kin, Mikhail?"

"I will kill you," Mikhail answered with gritted teeth. "You better behave yourself in front of my child or else—"

Amara raised from her seat in a sensual way that emphasized her rounded hips. She sauntered towards him as she slowly pulled off the laces of her robe. Bago pa man ito makalapit sa kanya at tuluyan na nitong nahubad ang bathrobe at nakabalandra na sa kanya ang kahubdan ng asawa.

"Kill me with what?" Amara asked and traced her lips with her tongue. Her fingers stroke her throat down to her clavicle. "In what way do you want to kill me, Mikhail?"

"Stop it, Amara," he commanded with obvious disgust in his tone. "Do you think you still have an effect on me?"

Amara laughed but didn't answer his question. She ran her fingers to her large breasts and encircled her fingers on her nipples. "Oh..." she moaned and shut her eyes. "Touch me, honey..."

Mikhail swallowed hard. He watched Amara pleasure herself in front of her. "You're good at nasty things," he commented and stepped back. "But I won't fall into your traps."

Amara opened her eyes. Her cloudy gaze was like sending flames to his body. Her hand went between her legs while the other groped her breasts. "Hmm..." She bit her lower lip and spread her legs widely. "Oh, fuck, honey..." She fondled her button and rubbed it vigorously in front of him. "Hmm..." Her fingers parted her folds and showed him her pinkish mound shamelessly. "Don't you want to fill this space in me, Mikhail?"

Mikhail's gaze darkened as he focused on what his wife was doing on her private part. "I can't believe you, Amara..." he said in a clenched jaw. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

Amara smiled sweetly. "Why would I be ashamed in front of my husband?" she asked, moaning loudly while rubbing her pearl. "Come on, touch me..." She inserted her two fingers inside her dripping mound and screamed in pleasure. When she withdrew it, she showed him her cream-coated fingers. "You have this effect on me, Mikhail."

A low growl escaped Mikhail's throat. "You may give me arousal, but all my love for you is long gone, Amara," he said, pushing her to the bed. The woman fell on the mattress with her legs spread before him. "Turn around. I don't want to see your face while I fuck you to death."

Amara giggled as she positioned herself on all fours. Her hips wobbled like a bitch and exposed her wet core. "You know, Mikhail, I like it when you say dirty things—"

"Shut the fuck up," Mikhail cut off as he unbuckled his pants and let his hard cock freed from his crotch. It grew harder when his whore wife wiggled her big butt and pushed it towards his cock. "Kahit ibigay ko pa sa 'yo ang lahat, alam kong hindi pa rin ako magiging sapat," he said in a clenched jaw. "I'm not enough for you, Amara. Kaya nga hindi ka pa rin tumitigil sa mga pagtataksil mo, hindi ba?"

"Mabuti naman at alam mo 'yan, Mikhail," she replied blatantly. "Kung naibibigay mo lang ang gusto ko, hindi na sana—oh!" She whimpered and clutched on the bedsheet when he shoved his cock inside her forcefully. "Oh, fuck, Mikhail!"

"This is what you want, right?" Mikhail asked his wife between his teeth. "You wanted to be fucked roughly." He grabbed her waist tightly and violently banged his hips on her butt. He doesn't care if the room gets filled with her loud yelps. "This is the kind of sex a whore like you always wanted."

"Fuck you, M-Mikhail!" Amara tried to look at him over her shoulders, but Mikhail pulled her hair. "Oh, shit..." She screamed in pleasure. "Fuck me, oh! Harder!"

Mikhail clenched his jaw as his eyes scrutinized her perfect body. Amara is a sexy beast with her beautiful and luscious body curves. Her sex goddess body was what every man wanted—big tits, tiny waist, big hips and butt, and a deceiving face of an angel.

Dahil sa mga mala-diyosang katangian na iyon ng asawa ay nahulog si Mikhail sa patibong. Ang buong akala niya ay sa langit siya dadalhin ni Amara, pero hindi pala, dahil sa pitong taon nilang pagsasama ay sa impyerno siya napunta.

Mikhail thought Amara was the perfect wife that he ever wanted. Mabait at maasikaso naman ito sa unang taon ng pagiging mag-asawa nila pero nagbago ang lahat nang ipagbuntis na nito ang anak nilang si Billie.

Amara's true colors unfolded before Mikhail's eyes like lightning in the storm as days passed. It was late when he realized that he married a monster.

Kung hindi lang dahil sa anak nila ay matagal nang nakipag-divorce si Mikhail kay Amara. Masyado pang bata si Billie para lumaki sa broken family kaya hangga't hindi ipinapakita ni Amara sa anak ang mga ginagawang pagtataksil sa kanya ay nagtitiis siya. Only Billie bounded them together. She's the main reason why Mikhail accepted Amara's sins.

The other reason was his family's business. Amara was the current face and ambassador of his wine products. The investors and consumers love her beauty and charm, helping them maintain the spot of being one of the most successful wineries in the Philippines.

But everything has its ending. And Mikhail is just waiting for the right moment to do it.

"Harder!" Amara shouted at him angrily. "Is this all you can do?" she taunted insultingly. "I'd rather fuck with one of our guards. I'm sure they knew how to satisfy me—"

Mikhail pushed her on the bed, flipped her, and grabbed her feet. He spread her legs and draped them on his shoulders. "You're such a whore, Amara."

"I really am, honey," she said and smiled wickedly. "I thought you have learned to live with that—" She groaned as he pushed his thick shaft on her wet mound. "I like it when you take me with force..." She licked her lips. "I'm so tired of your lousiness—"

"Shut up!" Mikhail shouted and grabbed her neck. His grip on her throat tightened, but Amara still dared to smile wickedly. "Shut your mouth—"

Amara laughed at him mockingly. "I love it," she said and stroked his hand on her neck. "Choke me, baby."

"Fuck you..." He said, stressing every word while not breaking his glare on her. "I'm so sorry for Billie because you are her mother."

Amara didn't speak. She just stared at him using her pair of dark blue marble eyes. Ang mga itong iyon ng asawa ay dating napupuno ng pagmamahal para sa kanya. Pero ngayon ang nakikita na lang ni Mikhail sa mga matang iyon ay pagnanasa at kasalanan.

Mikhail withdrew his cock, but Amara grabbed his waist just before his tip went out.

"Let me finish, bastard," she said, panting.

Mikhail swept her hands away. "Deal with it. I'm sick of you," he spat as he zipped his fly. "Fuck the chair until you reach your climax."

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