Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire

••Athara••The cacophony of the broken glass reigned inside his office. I wanted to escape but I couldn't do so. I am locked with this evil. I am locked with my evil husband."Let me go," I pleaded. "No, Athara! I won't let you go now. Do you think that I will be easy on you!? I will not! You are not just my wife but my slave, bitch!" my husband, Mister Theron Duffins shouted.He was pulling me to sit on his crotch. He was so strong and I couldn't stay away from him. I can feel his tongue on my neck. I'm trying to push him away but he was as strong as a bull that was ready to climb on the back of his lady cow. "Stop it, Theron. Can't you?""Why would I? You are sold to me! You have been mine almost two years ago, Athara!"I am crying out loud but he is still pursuing the thing he wanted to do. It was as fast as snap, I saw my clothes on top of his table. His shaft is buried deep within my hole. All I am praying for right now is for his orgasm to spit its glory. I am in pain. I am a

I found myself inside a bar. I was next to a table where I was away from other people who were drinking and having fun. I've had several glasses of Margarita already since I got gere. I stopped breathing while drinking the wine in front of me. At first I did not want to taste the wine I was taking. Its too bad. But after a moment it was so sweetened and as if I was looking for this all the millisecond of my entire being.I want to take my mind off what Theron did to me. I wanted to escape from the pain that prevailed in my heart. And the only way I think that can help me is drowning myself in drinking so much alcohol. At the same time as I held the glass, my tears started to fall. When I kissed the lip of the glass, I cried so hard. He didn't even think that what he was doing to me was so painful? He didn't appreciate me even just a little bit. It's been a long time, two years, to be exact, but I don't even see him with love growing in his heart for me. I'm breathing but I feel li

Somehow, I regained my strength a bit. I was exhausted yesterday from looking for expensive things to wear and use tonight. I was facing a large mirror while two make-up artists beautified me. "How lucky you are to have your husband, Ma'am Athara! Imagine, he is the richest man in the country and even abroad. Very handsome. Very stylish. And the power of his sex appeal is damn obsessive. And you have him! I wish to be you!" said the gay named Jemar while fixing my hair. I was smiling but what was in my heart was the opposite of the expression I showed them. "Keep smiling, ma'am! What Jemar said is true. Your husband is really handsome! I'm sure there are many people who like him! If gays really had a chance, I'd put Jemar first in line!"I suddenly felt jealous because of what Harsy said. I was more sensitive when it came to the topic of someone liking Theron. My mind contradicts my heart. My mind was angry at the fact that my heart was such a martyr when it came to Theron. "Mayb

I noticed that Theron was clingy tonight. When the guests exit to get home. Theron and his friends decided to drink high alcohol contains together. They all took off their coats. They are wearing only white long sleeves. I feel sleepy. Maybe Theron noticed this so he gently shook my body. "Love, don't sleep. We'll go home later," Theron told me. I blinked hard to get rid of my sleepiness. I want to change into my pajamas because I'm getting cold in what I'm wearing now. "Theron, what time are we going home?""Follow me," Theron said. Theron never informs his friends that we'll go outside for a while. He hurried out of the house, so I followed him. He headed to the garden. We are in the corner of the garden at Herodotus' house right now. I tiptoed without hesitation when Theron choked me. I held his hand and patted it. He pushed mw without pity. I fell down and coughed because of what he did to me. He violently pulled me upright. "Didn't I tell you not to be disrespectful? Yo

I woke up without a trace of my husband on bed. I immediately stood up and fixed the beddings. I was tired because of the things we did. I walked outside. I almost forgot to bun my hair. So I decided to do it while I'm walking downstairs. I looked around for my husband but he was not here anymore. I hurriedly prepare myself. I breathed like I was chased by a criminal when I got outside the house. "Fuck," I cursed. He would be so mad to me for not waking up early. My stomach was aiming for food but I disregarded it. This is not the time to eat anymore. I must hurry in moving.I looked out for a driver. Good thing I found one. I instructed him where to go and he drove off to company. I walked out the car and give him the amount he deserves. "Keep it all, sir. Thank you so so much!"I didn't wait for his response. I ran off to the company. I know that I look like a fool now but I don't mind it anymore. I just wanted to be as hurry as I can. "Ma'am Athara, good morning!" Everyone