Dangerous Obsessions

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se every day feels like a nightmare. It is a nightmare. I will never come back to this h

step into the sitting room, the first thing that meets my ears are the sounds of fl

ays brings women to our matrimonial bed and fucks them. He treats me like trash and never thinks about ho

s loud moans and his grunts fill my ears as my husband fucks her hard. I'm the one that

ing night. He pushed half of his dick into me and abruptly pulled out as he roughly shoved me off the be

yes fill with tears. The grocery bag that I'm holding

ons, there definitely will be, but I don't care. I can't bear to hea

nd turns to look at me. "Maksim baby, who's she?" Sh

a married man for crying out loud!!!" I ye

sim just remains quiet, his black eyes blazing wit

ears on her face, but she gets off his body regardless. She looks ar

to my ears before walking out, "Your husband was a good

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e bed. He removes the condom from his dick, which he tosses

ds me with heavy steps. I swallow nervously, repeatedly blinking

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rap around my neck, knocking the air out of me as he pins me to a wall. "You don't get

s flying next. Time seems to be still, the slap sound

truggle with him, coughing hard and helpless tears st

p to be called the wife of Maksim. You don't deserve that title Milana. I already told you t

e not even good enough for me to fuck!!" More tears stream down my face a

mportance than you, Milana. This should be the last time that you call yourself my wife." He

ve this. I've done all I can to be a good wife, but Maksim never appre

iness collateral. Maksim is not even well to do. I'm the breadwinner of this house, I work

urses angrily and his right leg comes flying as he lands a kick in my rib.

a good amount o

ite my efforts to get it back. My eyes are cloudy with tears an

face with it. My whole body trembles in pain as I remain crying there. I remain there