Esmontess Delgado

Esmontess Delgado

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"You think that I don't know what you fucking do behind my back, mi querida esposa?" He snarled coming closer to her with each step he took. Esmontess gulped, what did she actually do behind his back? She thought. "And what do I do behind you back dear husband?" She fired back. That was it, she definitely dig herself a grave. She waited for the impact of the slap but it never came instead her back was now facing her husband who pinned her to the wall while placing soft kisses on her neck. What the heck was happening? Was he drugged or what? She wiggled herself from his grip trying to free herself and the question that follow made her throw up. "Does he kiss you like I do?" _____________________________ This story contains strong language, violence such as domestic violence and others. If you are not comfortable please refrain from reading. Otherwise happy reading❤
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"Get out," I said in a firm voice, but it shook a bit at the end. The muscles in his jaw tensed when I said that. Instead of getting out, he closed the door and started taking calculative predatory steps toward me. His eyes moved all over my length. My heart started to drum fast. It made me take a step back until my back was flat against the wall. "I said get out," I repeated, trying to sound firm when he was only a step away from me. He stood in front of me with his hands in his pants pocket. "Last time I checked, I still own this place," he said arrogantly in his deep voice, which made me want to sink into the wall. He stood in front of me. "But it's my workplace," I breathed out when he cut an inch of distance between us. His body was not touching me, but my body still twitched as if his calloused hands were moving all over me. I lowered my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself, but my heartbeat raised when I heard steps coming towards us. "Someone is coming. Go from here," I found myself pleading. The steps became louder as if the person were just a few steps away from opening the door. I don't want rumours to be spread here. An evil smile formed on the corner of his lips looking at the distress on my face. "I'm not afraid to be seen with my wife," he said in his deep, low voice, sending shivers down my spine. My eyes snapped towards him in anger. I know he was doing this on purpose because no one here knows we are married. Why is he breaking the deal?

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