Crazy in Love

What will you do when you are fucking in love with someone who doesn't love you back then woke up the next day forced to marry another girl you don't even know or love?

"Where the hell have you been, Hannah?" I turned around as she yelled from my back, full of hate in her eyes, grabbing my arm, pulling me inside, and laying me on the couch violently. I was shocked by her presumption.

"You're still my fucking wife, Hannah. You are mine, don't ever forget that," she leaned on me as she held both my hands, feeling her grip trembling in rage. I was motionless and speechless.

"What? is she great? Is she making you cum more than me? Are you not satisfied with my performance? I can do it again, you fucking whore" her face was dark, her voice crack and hatred in every word she spits out. She slips forcibly her finger inside my panty and stroke my vagina, feeling my wetness.

I slapped her hard. I was hurt by what she said. I could never imagine those words coming out from her. Where's the Ally I have known? Everything is my fault. I can't blame her if she started to treat me this way. I might hurt her ego.
Even we agreed not to intrude on others' lives still. It's not going to work the way we want it to be.

"Fucked Hannah, you are my wife. I can do whatever I want!" she shouted as she ripped my clothes and held me tighter. Ally got even angrier when I slapped her, struggling, but I didn't have a match on her.

Ally kissed me forcibly started to touch me out of love, stroking my breast, playing her fingers into my clit, burning with only lust.