All Chapters of Twice Married : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Self HateMia’s POV “What have you done to yourself !” I screamed as I realized who sat on the couch in the corner of the living room. The smell of alcohol pierced my nostrils like the foul smell from hell. My eyes rigorously scanned the room in panic and fear. This wasn’t what I wanted, why would all this be happening in the shortest period? I couldn’t understand the reason Azek did this to himself, What the hell was he thinking? I watched as saliva drooled down his open mouth. Every ounce of sanity had left him. He sat there, a shell of the man I once knew now a half-dead human. His spirit suffocation and drowned under the weight of despair. This isn’t the man I fell in love with, the Azek I knew was buried beneath layers of regret and pain, I thought to myself. This isn’t what I expected him to do. I expected a solid confrontation or effort toward bringing our marriage back to its new glory. I stood there frozen in place, confused about my marriage. Should I leave him? Or s

Mia’s POV The morning came with happiness, as I had prayed the night before. Azek felt better and even more like a changed man. My marriage has seen little light shine on it. The flickering light of hope in the darkness that swallowed my heart in emotional trauma. As I walked towards the door, all the exciting events replayed in my head in a split second. Contentment and joy filled my heart. I was grateful that my little prayer I said out of despair and fear was finally becoming a reality. “I am coming” I said as I walked briskly to answer the door, the distance felt like a mile as I ran my mind through numerous things. Azek just watched me walk to the door, he seemed as if he too was thinking about all that had happened. His skin still pale, but his cheek red with what I suspected to be blush. His reddish eyes starting to clear up. I expected a serious hang over after his drinking episode yesterday, but he seemed fine. I opened the door, to my relief and happiness it was Natali

ObsessionNatalia’s POV“You could come in for a quick drink,” I said as I ushered Reed in. I walked behind him admiring his muscular physique hiding behind the blue jean jacket he wore. I already started having nasty thoughts flooding my mind just from looking at him from behind. I felt My fountain water a little. I must have him all to myself, I said in my head. I kept staring at him like I had never seen a man before. “Is Mia around? Or Azek ?” His question snapped me back to reality. His question caught me off guard. I didn't have enough time to respond on time. “hello ??” he said again, snapping his fingers. “The name’s Natalia,” I said to him, raising my tone slightly. In a bid to regain composure. “Alright Natalia, is Mia home ?” he asked again. The repeated questioning was getting on my nerves. I frowned at him not noticing a lovely young blood like me. “You know I'm not that different from Mia,” I said seductively still giving him the puppy eyes. “Hmm, is that so?

Natalia’s POV I woke up to Reed's screams piercing my ears drums. He screamed out of horror at what had happened the previous night. As I opened my eyes, I smiled at him. He looked stunning as ever. His broad shoulders and his muscular biceps looked like they were forged for cast iron. His nipples were hard they stood like cherries on his thick chest. I felt a brief flash of the emotions I experienced the night before. His arms holding my waist and squeezing my burst with grace and his hard nipples pressing on me. The sensations I felt as his lips and tongue did wonders to my soul. The thrust movements connect us in blissful explosive satisfaction. My mind drifted into the void, where my fantasies with Reed were explored and satisfied to their fullest. Nothing could take Reed away from me as he was working My eternal grasp. His screams shortened my daydream. “Natalia! What did you do!” Reed screamed as he jumped out the bed. I looked at him with care and a smiles. “Calm down

Natalia's POV I cried my eyes out that night. Reed had made me feel so worthless that I felt I could never be lovable. His mind gesture for us to have a good time and deepen our connection turned out to be the starting point of our relationship failure. All I ever did was show him selfless love and unconditional care. Yet, his mind still clings tightly to his unrealistic desires for music. His words said a different thing, and his mind thought differently. His actions were entirely different from the previous two. My sanity was sinking in rejection, pain, and negligence. Was this how my love life was going to be? I felt I could change him but over the last weeks, I realized that I could change years of desires with a few weeks of wants. Despite my drive and bold efforts to get him to let go of his illusion of Mia being with him, his obsession got the better of him. I hated myself for thinking I could woo him to call in love for me. I invested my entire soul and body into the rela