The Billionaire's Broken-Shoed Wife

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p. My breath hitched. My mind reeled, trying t

ged, my voice

d in their sterile white coats, stood rigidly behind him, their faces impa

You weren't. I know you lied. Now, I want to know where you were, and who you wer

ind scrambling for a plausible excuse. "I needed to clear my

e that you, my wife, were simply 'walking'?" His eyes narrowed. "I saw the way you look

whisper. "I asked you to strip. Now." His eyes were li

l staff, the smirk on Marie's face, they were all witnesses to my public

body, my own dignity. The fabric slid down, pooling around my feet. Then my slip, my underwear. I stood

ves against my skin. Shame, hot and prickly, burned through me. I was a specime

ho saw. The humiliation was absolute. I was a broken thing, standing

aced man, stepped forward with a p

's smirk vanished, replace

e, then pulled my dress from the ground. He draped it over m

l of you. Leave. Now." He gestured to the medical team and Marie. "And you," he sai

ght. "Yes, Jason." My

hen turned and strode into t

anger, the shame, the profound sense of violati

empty house, my phone bu

urley getting frisked by doctors ou

STDs after her little 'walk.

neak out for a job. Jason pro

r Jason gave her another thousand d

had sent that money right after I'd ended the call. He had kno

screen going black, just

my sanctuary of solitude

earnings

ment goal:

beacon in the suffocating dark

estless sleep, my dreams filled with fleeting

across my waist, his face buried in my hair. His touch was possessive, demanding, even i

ze of a half-forgotten dream. A name that brought a fleeting w

arm tightened around

ice was sharp, cutting

rrified. "No one," I lied, my voice trembling. "

were cold and hard. "A dream? A character? You call out another man's

ers digging into my flesh.

rs welling in my eyes. "It was just a d

bed. "Fine. Have your secrets." His voice was laced with di

in. His body pressed against mine, demanding, forceful. The act was quick, brutal, a raw assertion of power.

nt, his breathing heavy. Then, he whisper