ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ

I was mercilessly slammed against the wall as his hask-manly aroma reached my senses. It still makes me weak, but a loud bang on the wall next to my ear quickly shifted my perception. My body shivered in horror as my frightened gaze looked up in his direction, and his darker orbs sneered at me with hatred, making me angry as well.

"What do you want?" I stammered as he leaned closer when I opened my mouth to speak. As I attempted to look away from his lurking gaze, a big knot formed in my throat.

"What were you doing with him alone?" His heavy voice rang out between his teeth as he engulfed them. I glup when my gaze fall on his neck. My entire body shivered as I focused on the vein bulging from his neck. "That's not your concern," I said impassively. In front of him, all of my remaining courage was worthless. I heard him scowl, but his demeanor remained unchanged; his body screamed wrath.

" How? Explain to me, my favorite little toy, how this isn't my problem; aren't you my wife?" His tone changed abruptly from icy to terrifying as he leaned close to my face and pushed his knuckles hard across the side of my cheek. It stung my cheek. I turned my face away abruptly. Tears well up in my eyes at the thought of his words.

Yes, it is who I am.
He named his toy after his wife.
His plaything and bed warmer.
His own whore.