𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨'𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞

"Alenardo" I moaned his name, out of pleasure. Pleasure was reaching up my body, when he hitted my spot while he was kissing my neck, and marking me 'his'.

"You are mine, Eliana. I don't like when someone look at you, when someone gaze at your body, when someone touch you, and when someone care for you, because it's me who gets the right." He said while holding eye contact with me and thrusts my spot in his each word making me arch backwards.

"He is nothing to me." I said and he started to thrust me more roughly making me gripped his shoulders as he spoke.

"He shouldn't be anything to you, Eli or else he will die in my hands because I own you, your body, your soul, everything." I saw anger in his voice and to tease him, I spoke.

"What if he claims me?" I regretted immediately, because he flipped me off and slammed his member in my hole, and I screamed out of pain and pleasure when he pulled my hairs in a tight grip in his fist and pulled myself closure to him, while his hands were in my breasts as he spoke nugging his head in the crook of my neck.

"He wouldn't dare to touch what's always belongs to Alenardo Romano Morgan's and if he tried to snatch you from me, I won't keep him alive, I swear to you, Eli."

My womanhood clenched out of extreme pleasure, and I felt hot liquid dripping on my thighs. He rubbed my womanhood, and spoke kissing my shoulders.

"I don't care, Eli about how many people you have fucked, but I fucking promise you that I would be your last." He said me in an aggressive tone, anger was always in his voice when he again spoke slapping my pussy.

"Who this pussy belongs to?" He kept slapping me, when I screamed.

"Alenardo." he slapped me again and spoke.

"Full name."

"Alenardo Romano Morgan."

I felt his smirk and it made me understood, he loved my answer.

When they are bound to be in a marriage where love doesn't exists. Alenardo thought, he won't ever fell in love with anyone after his first wife but time proves him wrong.