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My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 5
...||...||....| Rican| (Nick name of Enrico)I walked inside, my eyes immediately drawn to her room. To my surprise, it was cloaked in darkness. Was she not home? She wasn't someone who roamed around the city at night, especially alone.As I stood there, puzzled in the middle of the hall, our maid Mia appeared silently by my side. Her eyes were curious but respectful. "Sir, do you need anything?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, as if she sensed the unease that had settled over me.I came back to my senses; I wanted to ask her about Alessa but didn’t know how. Before I could muster the words, Mia, as if reading my mind, offered the information I was seeking."Sir, Alessa ma'am went outside and told me not to wait up. She said she'd be late," Mia said.“Did I ask?”- I replied harshly, didn’t want her to think about any nonsense stuff.With clearing my mouth, "Did she say where she was going?" I asked, trying to mask the worry in my voice.Mia shook her head. "No,
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 6
...||...||....Time had passed, and their relationship had improved significantly. Rican no longer tried to bite her at every turn. Their conversations had transformed from hostile exchanges into calm, normal interactions. It was a stark contrast to the past, when Rican never missed an opportunity to curse her.To say Alessa didn’t love him anymore would be a lie. He had captured her heart from the very beginning, and after marriage, her desire for him only grew stronger.When Mr. Stefano Rossi came to her hostel with a marriage proposal, she couldn’t believe her eyes. How could his father come to her, especially after that nasty controversy?In fact, Alessa denied the offer because it was clear that Rican had a girlfriend named Sia, and she didn't want to come between them. As for sleeping with him or taking advantage of him being drunk, it was all a setup. She had no memory of going with him to the club.Alessa wanted to tell Rican so many times but he just won’t let her spe
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 7
...||...||....|Rican|I pressed the accelerator and sped up my car, feeling the engine roar as it responded to my demand for speed. The world outside the windows blurred into a dizzying mix of colors and shapes, but inside the car, everything felt numb and chaotic. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white, yet I could barely feel them.Sia, my love, my friend, my one and only support, had walked out of my life. She was gone, driven away by the lies and deceit spun by that stripper, Alessa. I couldn’t understand how it had all fallen apart so quickly. Just a few weeks ago, everything had seemed perfect. Sia and I were planning our future together, dreaming of the life we would build. Now, those dreams were shattered, lying in pieces at my feet.And Alessa? She was in my home, sitting in my living room, laughing and enjoying herself as if she hadn’t just destroyed my world. The memory of her lounging on my couch, acting as if nothing had ha
My husband hates me Book 2 . Chapter 8
...||...||....Alessa felt him crash her against his chest, his lips smashing against hers before he began to devour her mouth like a piece of candy. This was the first time he had kissed her, but damn, it felt amazing.His hands roamed around her figure, catching her by the nape of her neck as he tried to deepen the kiss. She clung to his shirt tightly, trying to keep up with his intensity. It was clear he got wasted completely.His arms tightened around her, making it hard for Alessa to breathe. She tried to pull away, but as she pushed against him, Rican immediately grabbed her hand and pinned it above her head. He opened his eyes, staring at her as if he was looking straight into her soul.As she heard him say those words which she was desperate till now --- “Don’t try to push me away now, please. I want you...I want you so bad.”- he breathed over his lips.He didn’t seem like the Rican Rossii she knew after their misunderstanding. Instead, he seemed like the man she had l
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 9
...||...||....She nibbled his lower lip as she felt him sliding into her, moving slowly but deeply. The sensation was overwhelming, and she dug her nails into the couch, desperately seeking something to hold onto. His movements were deliberate, each thrust hitting her most sensitive spots, causing her to whimper in a mix of pure pleasure and pain. Her body felt like it was on fire, every nerve electrified by his touch. As he picked up the pace, his thrusts became faster and deeper, each one stronger than the last.The intensity of the moment was almost too much to bear, yet she craved every second of it, her mind and body completely consumed by him. Their passion was raw and unrestrained, a perfect blend of lust and longing that neither of them could resist.“Aahhh…” Alessa screamed, her hands wrapping around his shoulders and scratching his back as he increased his pace. The intensity of his thrusts sent waves of pleasure through her, her nails digging into his skin, leavin
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 10
...||...||....The night had passed with Alessa pouring all her love into him, her heart overflowing with emotions. She believed that this night had been the turning point in their tumultuous relationship, a moment when she finally felt she had truly connected with Rican, her husband. Every touch, every kiss had been filled with genuine affection, her love for him shining through with each intimate gesture. She had dreamed of such a night for so long, and now that it had happened, her heart was full of hope and contentment.However, beneath the surface, a storm was brewing. While Alessa basked in the glow of what she thought was the best night of her life, Rican's mind was consumed by something far darker. His heart burned with a desire for revenge, a need to punish for the pain of losing Sia, the woman he truly loved. Every act of intimacy with Alessa was a calculated move, a part of his plan to exact vengeance.Rican's touch had been gentle, his kisses passionate, but they w
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 11
...||...||....|Rican|Rican opened his eyes and felt the familiar weight of Alessa sleeping on his chest. Her hands were wrapped around his shoulder, her naked chest pressed against his warm, muscular body. He gazed at her peaceful face, her soft breath tickling his skin. A part of him wanted to remove her hand and slip away, to put some distance between them. Yet, he couldn't deny the warmth that radiated from her, seeping through his skin and into his heart.He lay there, the morning light casting a gentle glow over them; he couldn't help but reflect on the past night.Rican lay there, he couldn't ignore how Alessa felt against him. Her small, warm body was wrapped around his, her soft skin contrasting with the firmness of his muscles. The way her slender form fit so perfectly against him stirred something deep within him and caused a twitch of desire in his lower body.Her small, round breasts were pressed against his hard chest, and the sensation was intoxicating. The mem
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 12
...||...||....|Rican|It was already afternoon, and I was waiting at our usual restaurant for James. But that stupid guy was nowhere to be found. I glanced at my wristwatch again—he was already an hour late. Every time I called him, his response was the same: "Coming, just a minute..."I was so stressed that my mind was no longer working. "Did I take the wrong step by agreeing to sleep with her?" Her smile, her voice, her smell—everything about her was so vivid, constantly flashing before my eyes.I leaned back in my chair, staring blankly at the ceiling. The events of the night played over and over in my head like a relentless loop.And her smell—God, her smell. It lingered in my senses It was intoxicating, making it impossible to think clearly. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel her presence, as if I was still inside of her.I closed my eyes and heaved a deep sigh. The waiter approached again, his tone impatient. "Do you need anything else, or are you just wasting ou
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