Cruel Paradise 17 – Removed part one

Cruel Paradise 17 – Removed part one

Oct 18, 2024

Sex. Fucking.  Love-making. Rutting. Sex came in all different words, but the meaning was still the same. Though our relationship was still shaky, we didn’t lack physical intimacy in our married life. Y/n and I had consummated our marriage on every possible surface of our rooms. In the stables, in the corridor hidden by the shadows and a few more times behind the waterfall.

 

That was three long years of sexual tension and we were still greedy for each other. Our appetite for sex only grew more intense each passing day, instead of being subsided after a few fucks here and there. While we were physically intimate, I kept a careful distance between us when it came to my feelings. Though, it wasn’t from Y/n’s lack of trying. Because she had been intensely persistent to make me fall for her again.

 

She tried every trick in the book, going as far as to make me mad with jealousy as she recklessly flirted with Taehyung when he came to the island a week ago, bringing two new and wild horses for me to train. As much as I hated to admit it, Y/n succeeded that day. I fucked her in the stables, on a stack of hay while Taehyung stood only a few feet away, his back to us while he spoke on the phone.

 

One quick dirty rut to show her exactly who was in control. Little did she know… I never fell out of love with her. I still did love her. It was just that now, that love was stained with my hatred. But with each passing day, I realized that it wasn’t even about hate anymore. It was always about trust and allowing myself to be weak for her again.

 

I had been a fool in love and ended up with a half-dead heart. A piece of her soul died with her sister that night and in return, she killed me too. I didn’t think I could handle another heartbreak at the hands of Y/n. I poured myself a glass of whiskey before I did something stupid like stalk back to Y/n’s room and fall asleep beside her.

 

It was torture to untangle myself from her every night, so I could come back to my room… to an empty, cold bed. I downed the liquid in two big gulps and poured myself another drink. The glass was a hairbreadth away from my mouth when I paused. The door of my bedroom squeaked open. My wife peered inside and when she found me still awake, she let herself in.

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