My wife my Nemesis episode 20

MY WIFE, MY MEMESIS
CHAPTER 20

“Did I remember to tell you how gorgeous you looked in that casual top and Jean trouser you were putting on that day you were sick? Oh, my days! That was the day I knew you were effortlessly gorgeous.” He complimented me smoothly as he drove on and my smile got bigger and bigger.

“Hmmm…I didn’t know you’re such a softie like this. You even compliment smoothly.” I replied him and he offered me a gentle smile.

“I’m good at whatever I set my mind to. So, even though it’s my first time of falling in love, I can be so perfect at it, trust me.” He informed me.

“I know, right! And thank you for the food you prepared for me. That white rice and fresh fish stew.” I expressed my gratitude to him softly but kept the salty aspect to myself.

“Anything for you, milady!” He replied me and we smiled at each other.

We smiled to each other all through the short trip to our house. I was just blushing like a teenager who was sitting beside her crush. It was as if my heart had suddenly grown a tail and was waving the tail around in excitement. It bounced up and down in my chest.

We got to our mansion and my darling husband carried me in bridal style from the parking lot into the living room. We didn’t stop there because within a twinkle of an eye, I found myself in his bedroom. He had plans for me.

“Remember I told you I want to show you what romance and being romantic is truly about, in our home?” He asked me huskily. Even the voice was doing something unexplainable to my brain and body, it was so soothing. I smiled gently.

“Yeah, I remember…” I replied him.

“So, should I show you?” He asked calmly. I nodded.

“Please do.” I replied him immediately. He smiled knowingly and winked at me. I got his message. I knew he had some dirty but sweet plans in mind.

He threw me to the bed and took his precious time in unlacing his sneakers. When he was done, he tossed them to one corner and walked closer to me. He helped me out of my footwear as well and climbed over me.

Our lips immediately found one another and they became connected in a fierce manner. His lips sought for domination but mine weren’t ready to back down either. We were at it for some seconds before he tickled me and I gave him complete access to dominate the steamy session. I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep his face glued to my face and enjoyed how his tongue did wonders to my lips, my neck, my ears, and down to my chest.

Without stopping to use his tongue on me, he grabbed onto my top roughly and ripped off the buttons on the chiffon blouse I had on, to reveal my underwear. I huffed and puffed heavily, the excitement was becoming too much for me to handle, yet I didn’t want him to stop.

Then, he proceeded downwards slowly with his tongue untill he reached my navel. His tongue danced around the area majestically and I was on cloud nine. I closed my eyes, ready to enjoy all he had to give me in the name of enjoyment, thoroughly, while he was busy paying homage to my body.

I regretted doing that immediately I opened my eyes. I opened my eyes when I felt his withdrawal from my body to see what he was up to, and what I saw was appalling. My darling husband had handcuffed my hands. Memories of our last lovemaking flooded my brain and I jolted awake. I sat up immediately on the bed.

“Hey, what are you doing? Why did handcuff me? When did you even do that?” I inquired surprisingly. He smirked at me instead of replying with his words. I sensed trouble. I stood up from the bed while trying to free my hands to no avail.

“Uncuff me right now. I can’t play your games.” I informed him gently. Without warning, he slapped me hard across the face and I fell back onto the bed from shock. I was dumbfounded. The slap was electrocuting.

“Have you forgotten who the master is, here? You can’t tell me what to do. I dictate to you what to do, not you, dictating to me, what to do.” He spelt out darkly and menacingly. I became alarmed.

“Darlington, what’s going on? What changed just now? I mean, we were just smiling sheepishly to each other few minutes ago…you said you love me. You just said you love me.” I screamed at him amidst sobs. The slap was really brutal. I was certain the area where the slap landed would bruise.

“Hmmm…I said I’m starting to fall in love with you, but you took my belonging to that riffraff called Lanre. I need to whip his touches off your body before I’d know you’re thoroughly clean for me.” He announced angrily and started chaining my legs together with a chain he brought out from nowhere.

“I told you, he didn’t touch me at all. What are you even saying? Whip off his touches from my body? You’d hurt me? Darlington, don’t you dare try that s.h.i.t with me or else you’d regret it big time.” I tried to threaten him but that didn’t get to him at all. He scoffed.

“What can you possibly do to me in that condition? Nothing, babygirl, you’re helpless!” He informed me and trotted to his large walk-in wardrobe. He reappeared at my side with a briefcase.

“So, all of those romantic speeches of yours, are nothing but lies? You don’t even love me…?” I inquired sullenly. He shook his head.

“It’s true that I’m starting to fall in love with you, but I can’t ever tolerate cheating. I don’t share what belong to me with anybody. When I like you, no one else can like you. No one else can touch even a strand of hair on your head. You need to be punished for allowing that riffraff to even come close to you. I’m so angry that the bastard touched you, my woman!” He informed me angrily and I looked at his eyes closely. His eyes were red, I’d noticed them earlier but I thought that was from jealousy and because he was just annoyed. It wasn’t only that, he was high. My gut told me he was definitely high.

I guessed he took his stuff before coming to meet us at the relaxation center. He opened the briefcase. It was the briefcase from the other day. All the tools from the other day were in it. He picked up a thick long belt from it and approached me menacingly.

I braced myself up. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of winning. He’d never break me.

TO BE CONTINUED
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