Chapter 25: Chapter 25

Chapter 25: It's imperative that

Enzo looks at me as a predator, he gets into bed in front of me and takes off his shirt and I know what he wants and intends to do. I don't want to do those things with this man. I said in an annoyed tone:

"You…don't say you want to do these things, I don't want to do it, you stop now."

But despite my words, Enzo took off his clothes, his crotch unknowingly protruding into a tent pocket, his lustful eyes fixed on me. Everything he was about to do scared me. Enzo spoke now, his voice hoarse and deep with deadly masculine charm, but it didn't make my heart flutter:

“Come, let's do fun things together… These are things that husband and wife must do… Just like before, we usually do… dear wife.”

But I shook my head, I didn't want to have sex with him. The concept of making love to me now feels like torture and like a nightmare. I don't want to make love!

I took the opportunity that Enzo was not awake and showed an opening so I quickly ran out of bed and went straight for the door but I forgot that Enzo locked the door when I entered the room and I don't know how to open it. . I nervously and confusedly twisted the doorknob but couldn't get it to open, I turned to look at Enzo and saw him slowly walking towards me. At this time, he was only wearing black shorts and his penis was erect and partially exposed.

I hastily turned the other way to go and try to catch something deadly, I didn't scream knowing that no one in this place could save me from Enzo's clutches.

I quickly grabbed a vase and got ready in a fighting stance towards Enzo, saying:

“Stop now! If you go one more step, I will use this vase to beat you!”

He stopped and looked at me silently, I breathed a sigh of relief thinking that everything was fine, I continued:

"Open the door for me, don't let me move, this vase can kill people!"

Enzo was still looking at me, his gaze was not directed to any other place, so it made me nervous because I was afraid he would rush straight at me. Even though I held the vase tightly in my hand, I didn't dare to hit him or anyone, I just wanted to force Enzo to obey my words so that I could escape.

But I underestimated Enzo's lust, the penis seemed to be getting bigger and harder than before and it was still… jerking… Enzo quickly walked over to me and with his strength could easily retrieve the vase. from my hand.

I and him struggled for a long time, he forced me to go to bed but I did not want to do those things.

The more I resisted, the more desperate and helpless I became because I knew my strength could not escape from Enzo, my tears fell, and sobbed like a child:

“Please let me go, I don't want to. don't do that, I don't want to have sex! Why are you forcing me? To go find other girls. I don't want I don't want, I don't want!"

I was frantically screaming and crying as if I was brutally beaten, making love to me has no pleasure but only obsession and fear.

Enzo hugged me tightly; he had no intention of letting go of me, and I was thrown onto the bed once again. It wasn't as easy to escape this time as before, Enzo grabbed my ankles and pulled me closer to him, my clothes being expertly and quickly taken off by him. Direct contact with the air made me shiver slightly, I realized there was no way to escape this night, so I could only silently cry and purse my lips without making any screams.

Enzo pressed on top of me, the weight of his body made it hard for me to breathe, he lowered his head and gently licked my tears, and said:

“Don't cry, don't cry… you won't hurt, so don't cry .”

I cried not because I was afraid of being hurt, I cried because I was afraid of being seen as a sex slave and as a cheap whore. I turned my face away from his kisses, and he frowned slightly at my negative reactions but was not as angry as before. He looked at me for a long time and said what happened today:

“Flora, you watched the party tonight, didn't you? He has informed the media that he has a wife and children and he is married, no one will be able to blatantly claim to be his fiancé anymore. No one dares to disturb us anymore.”

“Flora… you are my wife, past or present or future, we never divorced, then… we never divorced… we never divorced, I never signed which means we are still legally husband and wife.”

I silently listened to what he had to say or rather didn't know how to refute what he said.

Enzo continued:

"Why do you cry when we make love, this is what we used to do, then you were always proactive, why are you acting so rebellious now?"

His question annoyed me even more, now I'm like this because of him, it's all his fault. But he blamed me on my head:

“Do you have another man? WHO? Who is? Speak! How dare you commit adultery behind my back? Terrible? Is it that lawyer, is it because you two have made love, that's why you don't want to have sex with me!"

"You are a wretched, wretched woman! Why didn't you say anything, I said it right! Damned!" Suddenly Enzo got mad and regardless of right or wrong, he said all kinds of baseless nonsense and blamed me on my head, treating me like a dirty whore.

I laughed, laughed, laughed bitterly at Enzo's puzzled gaze. he asked

"What's so funny?"

"It's funny, it's very funny, I'm not your wife, I've never been your wife before, you've never considered me your wife, so don't think you're my husband. Ever since we got married, you've always treated me like a cheap whore, a sex slave, and a servant of yours." I shouted, these things from Enzo so hurt me, I don't understand why he always insists on wanting us to get back together when he has never given me any respect.

Enzo saw that I suddenly shouted like that, and in surprise, he called my name softly:

"Flora..."

I grinned mockingly at him and mocking myself, I yelled like a madman:

"What? Am I right? You always want us to get back together, but you don't have any respect for me either, so what do you think of me in the end? Enzo! You used to treat me like a sex slave and a stupid servant, now you treat me like an animal locked up in this place and don't allow me to go out. Things related to my daughter are also not allowed.”

“I'm afraid to make love to you, I'm afraid, I don't want to make love to you, I don't want to make love to you, I don't want to make love to you. Don't force me to have sex with you, I don't want to be a cheap whore, I don't want to be a sex slave for you!"

Hearing my words, Enzo's eyes turned red as he looked at me, I don't know if he was angry but I don't want to endure any longer. Enough is enough, if I continue I won't know if I will become a figure what kind?

Enzo shook his head, his voice a little shaky:

"You are not… You are not… You are my wife, you are not the others, don't say that, don't be afraid. I'll be gentle, won't hurt you… I promise, beg you, I want, I want… please…”

I gritted my teeth and turned away, I regretted saying too much because in the end still forced to have sex with him. I hate having sex with this man.

Enzo began with gentle kisses on my face, his tongue licking away the undried tears on my face. Rough hands began to touch and caress my body, my bra was violently thrown to the floor by him, his hand squeezing one of my breasts.

His lips pressed against mine and started a passionate kiss, I tried to dodge like one hand he fixed the nape of my neck so I couldn't avoid his kiss, we kissed for a long time and the sound of the word came out very erotic and lewd but Enzo was not the romantic or sweet type of man, he was so rough when he made love almost like an animal in heat. His kiss made it hard for me to breathe, I had to struggle fiercely to push him away and try to regain oxygen to breathe.