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Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 1
My body is unbearably sensitive. Just the lightest touch from a man unsettles me, sending ripples through my senses, sometimes… something more. Because of this sensitivity, my husband has started to see me as something he can simply hand off, like a gift or a present.My name is Desiree Lockhart, and I've been married for two years. My husband is a well-paid executive at a medical equipment company, and our life is comfortable—at least financially. But there's something about me, this sensitivity, that can make even a fleeting brush of contact feel like an electric charge. Back before we were married, my husband was utterly infatuated by this trait of mine. But after the wedding, it seems his excitement wore thin. Over time, what began as eagerness dwindled to mere duty; he'd go through the motions, but always with a kind of detachment that left me feeling empty and alone. Now, his touch barely satisfies the surface, let alone the depths of my longing.One day, after browsi
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 2
Dr. Mason's voice filters through the thin fabric of the curtain.I don't know what to do—my body is already reacting wildly, thanks to my husband's earlier touch, and now I'm supposed to go through with the rest of this examination, to expose myself even more. My husband's head peeks around the curtain, wearing a strange, almost unsettling smile."Dr. Mason, I leave her in your capable hands," he says smoothly.Dr. Mason's laugh booms out in response. "Oh, you can count on me! I'll make sure to do a very thorough job," he replies."Yes, please do. My wife's naturally sensitive. We need to find out exactly what's causing all this... overactivity.""Oh, no worries at all," Dr. Mason says. "Your wife looks exceptional. I'll make sure I leave no area unchecked."His words hang heavy in the air. I blink, caught between shock and disbelief. My husband chuckles. "You're right about that. She's always been in excellent condition."I can barely recognize my husband standing behind t
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 3
My upper body is entirely numb. I lie there completely helpless, unable to resist as Dr. Mason has his way with my body. My lovemaking sessions with my husband usually last mere minutes, but with Dr. Mason, it lasted an hour. Finally, after an hour, Dr. Mason lets out a loud groan, his body trembling as he reaches his final act. When he’s done and pulls up his trousers, I collapse onto the operating table, utterly spent.My husband doesn't spare me a second glance, instead, he turns to Dr. Mason with a beaming smile. "Dr. Mason, how was it?" Dr. Mason, still panting heavily, raises an eyebrow in satisfaction, "It was a very good experience." "And our deal?" Dr. Mason glances at me, a strange smile flickering across his face. "Let's discuss it in my office." Dr. Mason and my husband exit the operating room, leaving me alone on the cold operating table, utterly lost. Tears stream down my face as I recall my husband's expression. How humiliating!I never thought he would
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 4
I want to cry, but there are no tears left to shed. How could he possibly twist things to make himself sound like some kind of hero? This man, standing in front of me, isn't the husband I once knew—no, he's someone else entirely.Furious, I stare at him, not even deigning to speak. "Let's talk about this at home, okay? You don't want this getting out, right? Just… hear me out," he says.I hold back, feeling that swell of shame, the thought that, if people knew, how could I even face the world?At noon, we return home, and I explode. The words come out in a storm, rage pouring from every part of me as I fling objects around the house, leaving a trail of chaos. He stands in silence, head down, saying nothing. Only when I'm completely drained, out of breath and collapsing on the floor, does he step forward, wrapping his arms around me, whispering apology after apology."Please, calm down. Can you stop it, please?""Get away from me! Just leave!" I shove him back with all I ha
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 5
On the third day of staying at my best friend's house, I keep expecting—hoping—that my husband will call, maybe offer an apology, or show even the slightest hint of remorse. Yet, his silence persists; not even a single message comes through.Each day stretches out like a lifetime, yet somehow, a week passes. Then, at last, my phone rings. It's him."Come back home," he says, his voice distant, stripped of warmth or contrition. Just a command—cold, detached."Why should I? Let's end this charade. Tomorrow, let's go to City Hall and finalize our divorce. I don't want to keep living like this."Silence falls over the line, heavy and endless, before he sighs. "Fine, no problem. But come back today. We'll talk about tomorrow when it comes."His indifference jolts through me, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. He agrees so easily—as if I mean nothing. As if I'm disposable."Go to hell," I spit into the phone before cutting the line. My hands are trembling with a mix of anger and hur
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 6
Under Anton's verbal threat, I have no choice but to comply. In my own home, I am violated by Dr. Mason and the middle-aged man for hours—two and a half hours, to be precise. When they are finally satisfied, they pull their trousers back on and leave the room.I lie there, utterly drained, on the bed, my body trembling. Silent tears spill down my cheeks. I can hear their laughter from the living room—the three men talking casually about medical equipment, discussing some business deal they've made, as if everything were perfectly normal."Anton, I remember you mentioning your wife has a very beautiful bestie..."I freeze at the mention of my best friend. A jolt of energy surges through me, and without thinking, I throw off the covers and stumble out of the bedroom. I rush into the living room, my voice shaking with fury and desperation."You stay away from my best friend! Or I'll call the police!"I've lost everything, been violated in the most horrific way, but I can endure t
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 7
The thought of those photos being exposed terrifies me. I am consumed by fear, and in a daze, I quietly agree to his demands. I agree to cooperate.For the next two weeks, I become a pawn in my husband's dealings. I travel between hospitals and high-end hotels in Reinwood, almost every night sleeping with the senior executives of the hospitals. I am no longer a wife, but a tool, helping him secure one deal after another, all in exchange for my husband's career.One night, as I sit on the couch with him, Anton wraps his arms around me."Honey, do you think you could persuade Mandy to...?"At the mention of my best friend's name, I am struck like a bolt of lightning. I push Anton away with all my strength.Shaking my head, I beg him, "I've already sunk this low, please don't drag Mandy into this. Please, I'm begging you."He takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly as if he's been holding it in for too long."It's not me. I didn't want this, you know that. It's them, I have no choice.
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Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 8
It's well past midnight when I, sitting alone at home, bored out of my mind, decide to turn on the television. The screen flickers to life, revealing a late-night news segment from Reinwood TV.A death report is being broadcast.As I reach for the remote to change the channel, a name suddenly freezes me in place. My heart stops."Mandy Sanders."The words reverberate in my mind, and I'm paralyzed. My fingers go numb, and the remote slips from my grasp, hitting the floor with a dull thud. On the screen, I see medics carefully lifting a body wrapped in white cloth from a hotel room.The image is so surreal, it takes me several moments to even process it.I finally snap out of my daze and fumble to grab my phone. My hands shake as I dial my Mandy's number."Are you Mandy's friend?" A man's voice answers on the other end."I... I am. Who is this?" I stutter, my heart hammering in my chest."This is Officer Cooper from Reinwood City Police Department. I'm afraid something has h
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 7
The thought of those photos being exposed terrifies me. I am consumed by fear, and in a daze, I quietly agree to his demands. I agree to cooperate.For the next two weeks, I become a pawn in my husband's dealings. I travel between hospitals and high-end hotels in Reinwood, almost every night sleeping with the senior executives of the hospitals. I am no longer a wife, but a tool, helping him secure one deal after another, all in exchange for my husband's career.One night, as I sit on the couch with him, Anton wraps his arms around me."Honey, do you think you could persuade Mandy to...?"At the mention of my best friend's name, I am struck like a bolt of lightning. I push Anton away with all my strength.Shaking my head, I beg him, "I've already sunk this low, please don't drag Mandy into this. Please, I'm begging you."He takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly as if he's been holding it in for too long."It's not me. I didn't want this, you know that. It's them, I have no choice.
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 6
Under Anton's verbal threat, I have no choice but to comply. In my own home, I am violated by Dr. Mason and the middle-aged man for hours—two and a half hours, to be precise. When they are finally satisfied, they pull their trousers back on and leave the room.I lie there, utterly drained, on the bed, my body trembling. Silent tears spill down my cheeks. I can hear their laughter from the living room—the three men talking casually about medical equipment, discussing some business deal they've made, as if everything were perfectly normal."Anton, I remember you mentioning your wife has a very beautiful bestie..."I freeze at the mention of my best friend. A jolt of energy surges through me, and without thinking, I throw off the covers and stumble out of the bedroom. I rush into the living room, my voice shaking with fury and desperation."You stay away from my best friend! Or I'll call the police!"I've lost everything, been violated in the most horrific way, but I can endure t
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 5
On the third day of staying at my best friend's house, I keep expecting—hoping—that my husband will call, maybe offer an apology, or show even the slightest hint of remorse. Yet, his silence persists; not even a single message comes through.Each day stretches out like a lifetime, yet somehow, a week passes. Then, at last, my phone rings. It's him."Come back home," he says, his voice distant, stripped of warmth or contrition. Just a command—cold, detached."Why should I? Let's end this charade. Tomorrow, let's go to City Hall and finalize our divorce. I don't want to keep living like this."Silence falls over the line, heavy and endless, before he sighs. "Fine, no problem. But come back today. We'll talk about tomorrow when it comes."His indifference jolts through me, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. He agrees so easily—as if I mean nothing. As if I'm disposable."Go to hell," I spit into the phone before cutting the line. My hands are trembling with a mix of anger and hur
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 4
I want to cry, but there are no tears left to shed. How could he possibly twist things to make himself sound like some kind of hero? This man, standing in front of me, isn't the husband I once knew—no, he's someone else entirely.Furious, I stare at him, not even deigning to speak. "Let's talk about this at home, okay? You don't want this getting out, right? Just… hear me out," he says.I hold back, feeling that swell of shame, the thought that, if people knew, how could I even face the world?At noon, we return home, and I explode. The words come out in a storm, rage pouring from every part of me as I fling objects around the house, leaving a trail of chaos. He stands in silence, head down, saying nothing. Only when I'm completely drained, out of breath and collapsing on the floor, does he step forward, wrapping his arms around me, whispering apology after apology."Please, calm down. Can you stop it, please?""Get away from me! Just leave!" I shove him back with all I ha
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 3
My upper body is entirely numb. I lie there completely helpless, unable to resist as Dr. Mason has his way with my body. My lovemaking sessions with my husband usually last mere minutes, but with Dr. Mason, it lasted an hour. Finally, after an hour, Dr. Mason lets out a loud groan, his body trembling as he reaches his final act. When he’s done and pulls up his trousers, I collapse onto the operating table, utterly spent.My husband doesn't spare me a second glance, instead, he turns to Dr. Mason with a beaming smile. "Dr. Mason, how was it?" Dr. Mason, still panting heavily, raises an eyebrow in satisfaction, "It was a very good experience." "And our deal?" Dr. Mason glances at me, a strange smile flickering across his face. "Let's discuss it in my office." Dr. Mason and my husband exit the operating room, leaving me alone on the cold operating table, utterly lost. Tears stream down my face as I recall my husband's expression. How humiliating!I never thought he would
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 2
Dr. Mason's voice filters through the thin fabric of the curtain.I don't know what to do—my body is already reacting wildly, thanks to my husband's earlier touch, and now I'm supposed to go through with the rest of this examination, to expose myself even more. My husband's head peeks around the curtain, wearing a strange, almost unsettling smile."Dr. Mason, I leave her in your capable hands," he says smoothly.Dr. Mason's laugh booms out in response. "Oh, you can count on me! I'll make sure to do a very thorough job," he replies."Yes, please do. My wife's naturally sensitive. We need to find out exactly what's causing all this... overactivity.""Oh, no worries at all," Dr. Mason says. "Your wife looks exceptional. I'll make sure I leave no area unchecked."His words hang heavy in the air. I blink, caught between shock and disbelief. My husband chuckles. "You're right about that. She's always been in excellent condition."I can barely recognize my husband standing behind t
Gift-Wrapped in Desire: My Husband's Betrayal Chapter 1
My body is unbearably sensitive. Just the lightest touch from a man unsettles me, sending ripples through my senses, sometimes… something more. Because of this sensitivity, my husband has started to see me as something he can simply hand off, like a gift or a present.My name is Desiree Lockhart, and I've been married for two years. My husband is a well-paid executive at a medical equipment company, and our life is comfortable—at least financially. But there's something about me, this sensitivity, that can make even a fleeting brush of contact feel like an electric charge. Back before we were married, my husband was utterly infatuated by this trait of mine. But after the wedding, it seems his excitement wore thin. Over time, what began as eagerness dwindled to mere duty; he'd go through the motions, but always with a kind of detachment that left me feeling empty and alone. Now, his touch barely satisfies the surface, let alone the depths of my longing.One day, after browsi
