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My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Please, Please , Please
Abram ~I threw the files on the table and rubbed my temple, as migraine started to erupt inside my veins like, a hot volcano. "I will get the right file, sir" I heard the timid voice of my manager and glared at him "Why the fuck do you think, I have enough time just to check which file is wrong and which is correct, huh?" I seethed. "I am sorry sir, please forgive me, I will get the right file right away" He said and I banged my fist on the table " Just get the fuck out and one more mistake , and you will be fired" I gritted out at him, making him cast his eyes down in fear. "I am so sorry, sir" He apologized again, and walked out of my cabin. I sat on my chair and rubbed my temple. First at home, I have to deal with that bitch of my wife, and now at office with these, careless employee. And this fucking migraine, I am fucking sick of everything. She has made sick of everything. Her face, the amber of her eyes, her everything irks me and burns me to no extent. Her innocent faca
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred You will do as I say
Meera ~" She took my Abram away, mama. She took my Abram away from me. I hate her, I hate her, I hope she dies, I wish she dies. I want to kill her, -- I want to kill her"I killed her, my curse came out to be true, I killed my sister, she is dead because of me. I snatched everyone's happiness, I snatched her from everyone. I snatched her from him, and took her place. I deserve what happened to me. I deserve every ounce of his hatred. I touched my gauze covered forehead, and a tear left from the corner of my eyes. If not for Usher, those dogs would have killed me and eat, but wouldn't that be convinient, it's not that I am wanted. My parents hate me, my husband loathe me. I wish you were here Charlotte, I wish you were here to take care of Abram. He has changed, I have changed him, he is burning in his hatred for me. I know he is not at peace. He is hurting his soul to hurt me. And I couldn't save him, because I am the sole reason he is ruined. "Pegion--" My heart skipped a beat
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred He cant do this to me
Meera ~"What the fuck have you done, Abram? " I blinked my eyes and watch, Derek marching towards my husband. I look at Abram, who was stood there mum, emotionlessly, as if he didn't regret what he has just done. "You have no saying in what happens, between a husband and wife, Derek. Stay out of this" I heard him and watching him walking out my room, like nothing happened. "I am sorry, Meera, he is not a right state is of mind, you don't deserve this" A sad chuckle escape from my mouth, at what Derek said. A man who is not my husband is feeling sorry for me, he thinks I don't deserve this. Maybe this is what I deserve, because my pain is nothing in what Abram is going through. Derek is right, Abram is not in his right state of mind, he is going through loss of his love, he is in grief. I touch my cheek again and my eyes brimmed with tears again, but I can't shake off the fact that he slapped me. He had abused me, something that is so unusual to expect. I have seen this scene h
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Violent Kink
Abram ~She has always been like this, staring at me, whenever I will be with Charlotte, I always found something unusual about her. "Meera fucking James" I whispered her name, and it felt like venom on my tongue, she was the popular slut of our school. No doubt she is the beauty, who doesn't even know she is beautiful, but she is a lethal vicious woman, behind that innocent facade. How could someone kill their own blood and not feel even an ounce of guilt for it. If not for my family, I would have never married the murderer of my best friend. Cops said it was an accident, but I know better, that what my wife had done in her jealousy. I regretted the day, I met her for the first time. I gritted my teeth, when the scene from last night rushed back into my mind, fuck. I can't help but her small whimphers, the softness of her skin encites me.And that mole, that fucking mole always gets on my nerves, my teeth always want to bite that mole. I was so drunk last night, that I lost my
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Old Friend
Meera ~"I didn't know, you had a violent kink, brother". I heard an unfamiliar manly voice and footsteps striding inside the kitchen. Abram released his grip from my pinned hands, and I saw his demeanor changed in a moment. A hearty chuckle left from his throat and he hugged a tall man in white shirt and sky blue pants. His blonde hair was tied up in a loose bun, he peeked over and looked at me, from Abram's shoulder. His striking blue eyes, shining and then he winked at me. My eyes widened in shock and coughed a little to hide the blush creeping upon my cheeks. "Ethan, how was your trip, brother? " Abram asked him in a loose manner, he looked at ease. Oh, so he is Ethan, though I have never met him before but all I know is that he is Abram's step- brother. "Oh, it was fine, I just arrived and thought to stop by, to meet my sister in law" Ethan said, and then walked towards me. He stopped in front of me and flashed me a beautiful smile, and forwarded his hand toward me "Hello,
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Maybe I deserve to ruin like this
Meera ~The loud music boomed inside the club resonating through walls and sending vibrations through my chest. The neon lights glimmered, and sweaty bodies rubbed against each other while dancing. "Let's go and have a drink" Raya screamed through the loud music and i nodded. We both made our way to the bar counter and sat on the stools. "Two ginger vodkas, please" Raya said and i look at her wide eye that she still remember my favorite drink. Warmth fill in my chest and i gazed at her with nothing but pure adoration. Donned in a beautiful red short dress and her hair tied into a pony tail, lips coated in red , she is the epitome of beauty. Even in school boys were crazy after her. Is it possible that we could rekindle our frienship, again? That would be tough, but i will get my friend back. "Meera, back to earth" She snapped her fingers in front of me and i let out a small chuckle. Why is she behaving so casual with me? After what happened years ago. Keeping the thoughts aside
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred I am fucking gonna kill you
Abram ~"Where is Meera, Raya? " I asked and when I heard no answer I gritted my teeth. "Where is my fucking wife, Raya? " I gritted out. "Who wife? " She mumbled over the phone and I understand that she was drunk. I cut the call and raked my fingers through my hair. It's, 11:00 P. M. and my wife is still not here, and she is not even picking up my calls. Ethan called me that Raya has arrived their home but Meera was not with her. "God damn it, where are you wife". I muttered under my breath and exhaled a long breath. I hurridely walked out of my penthouse and taking out my car from the garage, I drove towards the night club, where they both went. There were chaos running in my mind, "I will find you, wife, I will find you" I sweared to myself.But what if she run away somewhere, my eyes burned at the tought of her running away from me. "I dare you, Meera , I fucking dare you" I muttered and turn the car in diversion to take a short cut towards the club. I put on the speed and
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Monster
Meera ~"Who the fuck is banging on the door? " He grunted over me and I close my eyes in gratefulness, but my eyes feel drowsy. I feel typsy. I felt him rolling over me and I prayed whoever is on the door, may save me. Please lord please. My mind swirls and my body feel as if it is on fire, it burns everywhere. My core tingles with weird sensations and I fight hard to keep myself stable. I hear someone fighting and I pray to be saved by this human being. My drowsy eyes fall on the blurry figure, I couldn't make out who it is but I am sure it is a man, who is going to be my saviour. I close my eyes, my core burn and my fingers itches to touch it, so that I could get some relief, but my hands were cuffed against the headboard. "I am fucking gonna kill you" I heard the familiar voice and my eyes snapped open instantly and head jerked aside to confirm who it was. My vision blurred with tears as I saw my husband standing at the doorway, in all his glory. My core throbbed at the sig
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My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Why do you hate me?
Meera ~"You killed me, Meera. You didn't care for my love, you killed me, ruined every happy aspect of my life, now it's time you die and rot in hell".I felt my breath got stuck in my chest, and I couldn't breath, all I could see and hear was my sister's voice who is hell bent on killing me. Tears streamed down from the corner of my eyes, I couldn't breathe, I tried to remove the hand which was choking me but I failed. Seconds by seconds my breathing laboured and shortened and I could feel my death near, in front of my eyes. Suddenly , my throat got released, and I take long intakes of air, trying calm myself from near death experience. "I hate you, so much Meera" I heard the familiar female voice of my ex best friend, her head was on my chest and she was sobbing. "I know, and I desrve it" I said and stroked Raya's hair. I have no explanation to justify what I did to her. I am terrible person and a bad human being. Maybe that's why what happened to me, was my fault. Because I
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred I hate her
Abram ~I watched the scene unfolding in front of me in horror, my wife, she was kicking on the shin of my brother, who was oblivious to any pain because he was unconscious. She kept on kicking him like a possesed woman, my heart was thrumming inside my chest rapidly. Her clothes were torn, hair was mess, she looked broken. My breath hitched in my throat, when she looked at me. My vision blurred when I saw her bruised bloodied face, only if I have listened to her that day. What kind of husband I am? Who can't even save his wife. She walked towards me, I want to hold her, and never let go, but she walked past by me. I turn around and grab her wrist. She turn around and look at me, there was no anger, nothing in her eyes, they just looked blank and it broke my heart. "Meera--" I whisper her name and she withdrew her hand away from my grasp. "Don't touch me" She said, her voice lacking any emotion, I watched her retriving back as she climbed up the stairs. I have broken her. I am
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred I will destroy you
Meera ~He was on top of me and my eyes widened in fear. "Ethan". I let out the whisper of his name in fear and for a moment I went numb. His blue orbs looked at me with a sinister glint. " Never ever my name sounded, this sexy from a someone's mouth" He said and smirked at me, sinisterly. His every word, every touch disgust me. "You disgust me" I gritted out and try to push him away with all my might but he didn't even budge. His weight has started to suffocate me, my eyes brimmed with tears when I felt his lips skimming down on my neck. "Get away from me you bastard" I screamrd and best his chest, but he sunk his teeth deeper into my neck, biting my flesh, chewing it, causing me to shriek in pain. "You are delicious, Meera darling" He said and dug his teeth on the other side of my flesh, I could feel my flesh tearing away from my neck. It hurts, it hurts so bad, tears streamed down from the corner of my eyes, I punched on his chest with courage I got . He pinned my hands abo
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Ethan
Meera ~It's been a week, since that incident. Neither I have spoken to Abram nor I had an encounter with Ethan. For Abram, as long as I don't come into his way, we are good. Even though it still hurts me that, he didn't believe me but it's fine, he has no reason to believe me after all, I killed my sister. I wish you were alive, lottie, nothing this would have ever happened. I jolted as I heard someone running inside the kitchen and I held the knife in defense, and let out a sigh of relief when I saw Samantha standing in front of me. "What happened sammy, what got you so rushed up? " I ask, and continued to make tomato puree. She huffed and took long intake of air. "She is coming" She said and I frowned. "Who is coming, Samantha? " I ask, and looked at her. "Sir Abram's grandmother. Mrs. Joan Rickard" She say and my eyes widened. I have never met Abram's grand mother. Just heard great things about her and she lives somewhere in Scotland, in their country home. "I guess it's no
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred I won't be responsible for the consequences
Meera ~"Mark my words, Meera you will be my slut in no time".I hurriedly climbed upon the stairs, without looking back, I directly went into my room and shut the door behind me and locked it from inside. I walked towards bathroom and started to scrub my hands where he laid his filthy hands on mine. His voice, still ringing in my head. How can be he so disgusting and shameful? I am his fucking sister in law, how could he do this to me. Didn't he care about Abram, then why did he do this to me. Fucking bastard. I scrubbed out his touch until my skin turned red and finally I dropped the loofah from my hand on the floor. Tears streamed down from my eyes, and a sob wreck through my chest. I feel disgusting. Should I tell Abram? Yes, I should definitely tell Abram, about what his brother did and said to me. He will definitely do something. Atleast he will protect me from him, because I am afraid, what Ethan may do to me next. I have a gut feeling that he is going to harm me. And th
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Mark my words
Meera ~"Why don't you take up the job of undressing me from now on". My eyes widened at his statement and my cheeks heated up again. Does he even realize what he is saying? " Abram, i--I " I stuttered again, and he look at me with intense gaze as if he is undressing me with his eyes. "Come here" He says in a firm Voice and my heart thrummed against my chest. Suddenly I feel scared of him. Is he gonna hurt me again? "I don't like repeating myself, Meera" He says and I slowly walk towards him with small steps. I fear him, now. He tugged on my hand and pulled me towards him, making me land on his chest. I placed my hand on his chest and look up at him. A shiver roll down my spine, as I felt his hot fingers sliding inside my dress and then they were on my ass. He squeezed my ass in his big palms and my core throbbed at his action. "It's your punishment for not wearing panty, in my house" He rasped against my face and I bit my lip in embarrassment. His eyes landed on my lips and
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Undress me
Meera ~There was something about caring, that you want for more and more. I applied ointment on my ass cheeks, which are less sore now. My cheeks heated up, as yesterday's events flashed across my eyes. The way he touched me, the way he kissed the intimate part of my body, just to lessen my pain, still has my heart beat fasten. Should I hate him for his monstrous behaviour or should I be happy that the Abram, I used to know , the caring one, the gentle one, is still there. I decided not wear my my panty, just wore pink cotton dress, reaching till my mid thighs, leaving my brown hairs loose cascading down to my hips. I walked out of my room. Climbing down the stairs, I saw Raya sitting on the sofa, and suddenly memories of those night flash across my eyes. I was so close to get raped, and all because of her, I walked past her, clearly avoiding her because I have no intention of make sweet talks to her. "Meera, listen to me please" I heard her Voice but continued to make my way
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Disgust
Abram ~Those ambers, those damn fucking ambers, they are so enciting that they burn up my whole being. They held so much pain and innocence that I cannot help but get drawn to them. Everytime I look at those amber orbs, I forget everything and just get lost into them. But I know the truth, eyes lie, and she is a vicious woman, she is a fucking whore. I clenched my fist as the scene from yesterday, where she was intimately standing with that Ian flashed across my eyes. My insides burned with sudden rage. I raked my fingers through my hair and let out a sigh of frustration. Why the fuck do I care? No, I may not love her but she is mine, my wife, and I won't let her tarnish my reputation by whoring around like this. Her naked form flashed across my eyes and I felt blood rushing to my cock. She is so fucking Beautiful, so fucking tempting, that I just want to bury myself deep inside her. Her ample curves, her moans, her whimpers even her tears are so fucking tempting. Why the fuc
My Husband's Vengeful Hatred Numb
Meera ~"Strip".His voice send chills down my spine and shocked me to my core. Strip. Does he really told me to Strip like a prostitute. " Don't make me say again, pigeon" He said while nuzzling into the column of my neck. My eyes teared up, he is serious. I am not dreaming. My breath hitched as his hand traveled to my cleavage and a yelp escape from my mouth as he yanked my hair and twisted them in his hold. "I see, you want me to do work, fine by me" He snarled and suddenly I felt a burning sensation on my arm and I got up from his lap. I rubbed my arm where he burnt me with his cigarette and looked at him with teary eyes. Before I could say anything, he pulled me again. And this time I met with his hard chest, dread settled inside me, "pigeon, let me see the body that you show others" He said and tear down my dress in one go. I felt sharp slices cutting my arms and drawing out blood, he cut me with a knife. A sob wreck through my chest at the intense pain "Abram--" I let out
