C4
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Chelsea POV
It hurts too much. I sat on my bed sobbing uncontrollably because I was unable to stand or move. I had no idea my first s*x would be like this. I always thought my husband would take me to the bathroom and get ready for a bath after making love to me, but I guess I was mistaken. It was more than a r***d than just a simple s*x.
I feel like life has been so unjust to me at times. How awful would it be to be forced by your own husband into something that you don't want to? I've seen that in a movie, but I never imagined it would actually occur in real life, much less to me.
I couldn't answer the door when someone was knocking because of the pain I felt in my lower back. I first heard Hunter's voice, which was as quiet as a loaf of bread, I assumed it was him.
Perhaps this is one of his tricks again to get me to unlock the door for him so he can have me once more.
No, I would not let him do it again. I will make a commitment to myself that, going forward, I won't be the cowardly Chelsea he once knew. I'll fight for what I believe in, even if everyone else is against me.
I've experienced a lot of pain from him. I've already had enough. He was already too much. Since he was tied down to me, I am aware of how difficult this is for him, but did he ever consider how I felt? Does he thinks that having him as my husband is like winning the lottery for me? No!
"Chelsea?" I heard him call my name. " Are you still there? Can you hear me?"
His voice was soft and it was new to me. I heard him took a deep breath before knocking on the door once again.
"Please Chelsea, open the door. Look, I'm sorry okay? It was just...I was just...." I heard his deep sigh.
"Leave me alone, Hunter." I answered sobbing.
"Chelsea, I didn't mean to..." he asked for forgiveness again. I can sense the sincerity in his voice but I just can't let that take away everything he had done to me.
"Just leave me alone! I don't want to see you or hear your voice. Leave! Leave!" I shouted down my throat as I sobbed.
I can't bare to see him right now because of what he did. It feels like the pain are coming back whenever I hear his voice and it made me feel scared. The way he took me last night was like a nightmare to me. I never expected he would do such thing. He was a monster!
He may file for divorce if he wants to, he can do that if he wants, he has the power to do that if he wants.
I can take everything that he does from me, the beating, pulling my hair, calling me b***h, slut and leetch. I can take everything of it, what I can't take is the thing that he did to me. He r***d me, even though he was my husband. He force me into something I don't want to.
I hate him and I will never be able to forgive such a monster. Never ! I promise.
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Hunter POV
My entire body was aching when I woke up and I found out myself lying in front of the door. I overslept outside Chelsea's door. After what I did to her, she hasn't even shown up, and now I think she forced to starve herself in order not to see me. I am aware that what I did was a grave sin, but whenever I remember the day of our wedding, I have always feel anger and so much hatred for her.
I'm not sure how I should be feeling right now. It is as though my heart and mind are battling for an unknown reason.
I quickly got up and went to the kitchen, not caring how messed up I could seem at the moment.
Shit! I'm terrible at cooking, but as I was browsing, I came across some instructions for making stir-fried rice.
I followed each instruction, and after two hours I was finished. The kitchen was already a mess, and it was quite difficult. How does she manage to cook while keeping the kitchen tidy? It's a lot of work. I took a bite and, if nothing else, it was tasty. I leaped with delight, having cooked something perfectly for the first time ever.
Don't be surprised; I was a wealthy, spoiled child from the start, so I don't know anything how the things in the kitchen works.
Chelsea was already in the living room when I left the kitchen to go downstairs and call her, sitting down with her legs crossed and using her phone. I felt uneasy at the sight of her; it was as though my tongue had been cut off at the sight of her.
She ignored me like I was some sort of trash as I drew closer and cleared my throat. It seems like she suddenly change in a snap. If not Chelsea I know, she might have risen when she spotted me, but she didn't! She shushed me off as if I hadn't already left.
"Chelsea..." I was able to get her attention while scratching my head. Without saying a word, she just gave me a blank stare before returning to whatever she was doing on her phone.
"You haven't eaten since yesterday, so here is something I made for you. It's not that much but....." I spoke quickly before handling over the food to her. She gave me a slight glance before lowering her knees to the ground, opening the meal, and grabbing a scoop.
She scoffed and look at me disgustingly and shoved my hand away making the food spilled on the ground. My eyes went opened wide to what she did.
"Trying to act as if nothing happened?You r***d me, you took something important to me and now you're acting like you haven't done something wrong? You're such a monster!" she yelled and left.
I was not able to answer her. I was not able to run after her because it felt like I don't have the right to do so.
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"Hi babe! How's your day?" Karina asked me when I arrived in the office.
"Not now, Karina . I'm not in the mood." I replied which made Karina forehead creased.
I was thinking of how the hell could I remove Chelsea anger towards me.
I shook my head in an attempt to focus on my work, but it was impossible. A sudden knock on the door cleared my mind and Karina went inside.
She was wearing a very short short skirt and her boobs was like popping out on the clothes she's wearing. But it doesn't make me hard, not now that I'm in a bad mood.
"Sir, I just want to remind you that you have a meeting later." She announced and walked behind my swivel chair.
"Cancel it." I said blantly.
She softly caresses my broad shoulders. "Hmmmm, you look so stress babe. Do you want to have some quickee? I will make sure that you'll enjoy it. " She asked me, making her hand down the my body.
I stood up from my chair making her took a step back. "Out." I said in authority.
"Why are you so hot. You know what, you just need something to make you----" I interrupted her before she could continue her sentence.
"I said get the f**k out before I could even do something else to you!" I yelled at her. She started quivering in terror. I said, "Get the f**k out of my office, now," and she quickly left.
I frustratingly messed my hair and curse. "s**t! s**t! f**k!" I cursed in anger.
Chelsea! I need to see Chelsea! What has she done to me. I can't get her out of my mind. I need to see her.
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