Madly In Love

It was so hot and uncomfortable...

I felt hot, and my mind went chaotic. I instinctively tore off my clothes, eager for something.

When I took off the last clothes, a large and coarse hand pressed against my body. I smelt a faint smell of tobacco, which was very tempting.

My vision was so blurred that I couldn't see his face but his black eyes clearly.

Only Scott, my husband, had such beautiful eyes, which were deep and clear as if the stars in the sky.

I greedily grabbed the hand, let it rub against my breast, and said with breathy grunts, "Well, honey..."

He snorted coldly and pushed me away.

Coldness sprawled all over my body and I felt uncomfortable and hot. I then threw myself at him eagerly, hugged his arm, and pleaded helplessly, "Honey, I feel so horny. Please help me!"

My breast rubbed against his strong and muscular arms, and I couldn't help moaning and feeling even hornier.

And then, I hugged him even tighter, wriggling the body and pleading, "Honey, fuck me. I'm feeling horny..."

"Nice boobs!" A strange voice suddenly came just then. I heard heavy breathing with a trace of danger, which made me shiver instinctively.

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I tried to open my eyes to see who he was, but there were several overlapping shadows and I couldn’t see the man clearly.

I pushed him away in a panic and tried to escape, but my hands were suddenly clenched.

"I can help you feel better, but from now on, you have been my woman!" The man's voice echoed, with a domineering possessiveness.

"I don't need your help. Let me go!" I struggled in fear.

The man pulled off his tie, covered my eyes with it, and threw me on the bed. His strong body pressed on me, and the scorching masculinity enveloped me. He then announced with his low and hoarse voice filled with possessiveness.

"Since you provoked me, I will never let you go for the rest of your life!"

"No, please... please, let me go..." I was so scared that I wanted to scream, but my voice was weak. Finally, it changed into breathy grunts.

With his cool finger brushing my sweaty hair from my forehead, the man got close and blew to me, "I'm here to save you..."

I was blindfolded so I was particularly sensitive.

A familiar smell of the fresh mint from his mouth brushed across my lips, which was cooling and tingling.

I licked my lips and raised my head, moaning, "Come on, save me. I feel so bad... Ah!"

He seemed to be in haste, grabbed my ankle, and wrapped my legs around his strong waist. Feeling a hard thrust, I screamed in pain.

And then, I was completely unconscious. I could only vaguely feel that the man pumped deep and fast as if he wanted to swallow me.

In a daze, it seemed that someone murmured, "Chelsea, I've been waiting for you."

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I wanted to ask, but I drowned in darkness and went unconscious.

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"Bang, bang..."

I didn't know how long I had slept. The heavy knock on the door was like a hammer pounding on my eardrums, which made me miserable.

I opened my eyes tiredly and habitually reached for my phone at the bedside to check the time. However, I bumped into something cold, and then I heard a sharp crash.

I was shocked and looked at it. It turned out to be a glass.

Why is there a water glass?> I was confused.

I looked around and realized that I was not in my bedroom but in a luxury hotel.

My heart missed a beat and I suddenly jumped out of bed. Probably because of my sharp movements, I suddenly felt dizzy and fell back on the bed heavily. There was great pain between my legs as if I was being torn apart. I felt weak all over.

I looked down and caught sight of torn clothes and sticky tissues all over the floor. The air was also filled with the smell of lust. It was obvious that I had had wild sex with someone hours ago.

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Aware that I had had relations with a strange man, I was so ashamed and angry that I choked with sobs and felt disgusting...

The door was kicked open with a "Bang" suddenly. My husband, Scott Laris, stood stiffly at the door, staring at me with red eyes.

"Scott..." I said with trembling lips. Tears rolled down my face and fell on the sheet. And I had no place to hide my shame.

"Look, I've told you she definitely hooked up with someone else last night. You don't believe me!" My mother-in-law shouted with all her strength and looked at me with disgust. "You are such a whore! Scott has worried about you all night. Look what you have done! You cheated on him!"

Faced with her scolding, I could only shake my head feebly, "No, I didn't..."

"How dare you! We are not idiots!" She rushed to the bed, pulled my hair hard, and forced me to raise my head. "Look at your body with love bites! You nasty bitch!"

My scalp ached and tears blurred my vision. I could only look at Scott helplessly, expecting that he would believe me and help me.

But he stood still, compressing his lips angrily. His hands clenched and the joints creaked as if he wanted to break my neck!

My mother-in-law sneered and pulled the quilt off me, "Scott, look how slutty and shameless your wife is. If you don't divorce her, then you are not my son anymore!"

My whole body was covered in love bites. Besides, the filth remained between my legs. All the nasty things had been exposed as soon as the quilt was pulled off!

I felt like I was a prisoner who was being put to death by a thousand cuts. My heart was torn apart, and the blood was dirty and disgusting.

"No, it's not true! I did go out for my own business, but I fell asleep in the taxi somehow. When I woke up, I was here... Mom, Scott, believe me! I would never cheat on you..." I grabbed the quilt to wrap myself with my heartrending cries.

At this moment, a figure rushed over like the wind and slapped me.

"Slap!"

"Chelsea Larney, you so disgusting!" Scott said with his teeth gritted. He then snorted, slammed the door closed, and walked out.

I tasted the blood at the corner of my mouth and my head was buzzing. Before I could come back to my senses, I heard a gloating laugh.

"Haha, Chelsea, my son has finally known how dissolute and despicable you are. You can't rely on him anymore!" My mother-in-law laughed and poked my forehead. Her sharp nail pierced my forehead.

I gasped and wrapped myself tightly in the quilt. I stared blankly in the direction Scott had left and said in a hoarse and weak voice. "Is this what you want? Are you happy now?"

In order to make Scott divorce me and marry a rich lady, my mother-in-law had been trying to break us up all the time.

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"Well, this is not the end!" She narrowed her eyes wickedly and clapped loudly.