Bewailed Amour

Bewailed Amour

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Here I am waiting for my husband to come home . Its been 3 months since our wedding... Happy is an understatement ! I am blessed to have him. He is so loving. My thoughts were broken by door click. He is here. My Caleb. I ran to him to get his things.when i was about to touch it he shoved my hand away. "Dont you fucking touch me you bitch" he growled. I was stunned. "whats wrong Caleb ?!! " "its MR.BLACK for you bitch " "what happened just tell me cale- mr.black " "you have no rights to question me whore" I felt wetness on my face thats when i realised that i was crying . "where were you last friday bitch??" "i uh -uh" "ANSWER ME" he growled. "i was with jordan discuss-" "ENOUGH you lying cunt" thats when he smacked me for the first time. "I.WILL.MAKE.YOUR.LIFE.MISERABLE you betraying bitch" he swore through gritted teeth ONCE . Yes , he really did it. and i paid the price for loving him .
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He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

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