Chapter 2

Deep inside, she was very angry. Last night, he forced her to do unimaginable poses while he f*cked her with her mouth taped. She wondered if this was how her husband truly was from the beginning but just feigning the loving and caring soulmate. The current him derived joy from hurting her and he still dared to ask if she was having fun?

She had a hard time kneeling with her back straight because she still felt pain from what he did last night. And what also pained her a lot was that all those hours that he f*cked her, he only kept mentioning one damned name- Lavana!

That damn b*tch who escaped from the pack, their former punching bag. That skinny soul was nothing to write home about, even pigs wouldn’t desire her in their dreams. But how come her husband was calling her name so passionately throughout the night? Didn’t he despise her to the extent that he put a bounty on her head?

She suddenly felt a poke on her head dragging her back to reality. She looked at her