His Slave His Unwanted Wife

ALYSSA

“And who the fuck you gave the permission to leave this God damn house, Alyssa? Who the fuck?”

I was almost deafened by the loud screams of my husband, Lambert… Tears welled up in my eyes as he gripped my long hair so tightly, and there was nothing I could do to stop him.

His face turned even more red with anger. “You…You didn’t answer me, you bitch! I’m asking who said you could leave? Answer!”

I could no longer hold back my tears. I don’t care how many times he hurts me or yells at me. But I can’t stand him calling me a bitch. It hurts. Very hurts. Because I am not that one, God knows I’m not!

“What! you’re not really going to answer?” He pinched my cheek so that the loud sob that I had been suppressing disappeared. “You still want to hurt yourself?”

“I-I’m sorry. I just met Ishani.” I told the truth, but he didn’t seem to believe me.

He closed his eyes tightly and suddenly gave me a loud slap. “Liar!”

I fell to the floor!

It was as if I was deafened by the force of his hard slap, and I could only hear my cries and sobs.

My right cheek was numb from the pain, but the fact that I was his wife was even more painful, but he could do it to me.

He pulled my hair again and forced me to stand up. I screamed in pain! It was as if my hair was about to be removed from my scalp.