Mr. Wife

Playing Pretend

(JIYU)

" SH*T " I cried. Gasping for some air as I was being pounded from behind.

Just how many times we did this already? I don't know, I lost counting. All I could remember was passing out after reaching our peak then waking up again from being battered. My whole body now feel so sore and weak, but I need to stay awake for couple more hours before he would let me go.

His tool is incomparable big, something I've dream of touching before. But now I think, this would end my life if I take him everyday. Though I have a granny to thank for reaching this far.

~Gran, thank you for raising me so harshly that I build a strong immunity and stamina. But please don't peak here wherever you are. Don't look at how sinned your grandson become. And please don't show up in my dream either. I missed you but only a little.~

Those words just stay in my head because I don't want to make any more noise as I knew he would pummeled me with his swell harder.

I'm just glad he would only call for me occasionally in a year and he would just stay for a week or less.

If three years ago I would beg him to stop and push him to let me sleep, right now I could finally keep up to him. He was like an animal in heat, if somebody else is on my shoe I know they won't survive a night with him.

I've met this guy three years ago, when I'm in a swamp and only so little before giving up. The first time I saw him, I thought he could snap my neck in an instant. He was tall, and overbearing with power. As if he was born to rule not to follow. Making you feel small and weak.

He smelled rich, something that makes me want to get sick.

I've encountered a lot of people like him before, they would smile at you and mock you at the same time. Not caring to someone like me as they would only see a pebble in a mud.

But after meeting him more frequently, I learned that he's on a different kind of breed. Though he won't smile, he don't treat me bad either.

I do feel like I'm selling my body, but he don't treat me like one. Rather, I feel like a mistress for hire.

Though his first impression to me is worse than a spoiled rich. I thought he was a p*****t psychopath!

He was the one who made this all happen, three years ago :

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~~~ Three years ago ...

" Aargh ! " I groaned. Pressing my head hard to lessen the pain, it was worse than before.

" Hang over ? " Tim said, watching me dress for work. He was the guy I've been seeing for a couple of months now.

My life have been hard ever since I learnt to walk, but this guy is much worse.

He's homeless and jobless. The only thing he had was his face that I'm looking for in a guy. Something that makes me want to hammer my f*cking head. Sighed.

" Get your ass out in my bed and don't ever come back " I said without looking at him. I lost my interest in him already, and I think its been months too. I just forget to throw him away as I have been so busy working my ass off. And I'm planning to resign in my current job, and do bartending instead since it pays more so I have to cutoff my expenses for now.

Looking back, I think I am capable of saving more since I've been working hard. Cashiering and doubled side jobs is enough for me to get a bigger apartment. I won't even pay my bills late and eat the foods I want. But thanks to my obsession to handsome faces. I end up making myself starve and tired.

I shook my head. From now on I won't be so stupid to house a fattening rat in my home. I am so unlucky in terms of relationship and its only getting worse.

" Come on, you're just tired. I'll cook you dinner later. What do you like? Curry? Chicken or Soup? " he asked, brushing off my attitude towards him.

" Don't be stubborn Tim, I don't have the energy to push you out the door. The worse for me to do is to let the cops handle you. You still have a dignity to care for, right? " I said. Not caring if its gonna hurt him or not.

As far as I know, we're just taking advantage of each other. Be used to use for the sake of needs. That's how we have been living for months.

And right now I think its enough. His face is not the greatest either.

" You've changed " he said, with anger in his voice. With just one snap, his sweet tone become cold.

He get up, throwing the blanket harshly to the bed, even grumble his way to the small bathroom.

I rolled my eyes. He even thought of showering first before leaving even after what I said.

" Don't even f*cking think of calling me, b*tch. Gosh, where did you even hide your bad temper that I even let myself be used by you?? " he shouted, voice echoed to the whole room.

I sighed. Not giving a F*ck on what he's saying. I'm used to this kind of scene. For just how many failed relationship I have, this won't make me budge. Rather, he makes my head ache worse.

" Call me whatever you want, but I don't want to see you ever again. Alright? Geez. You're making my head hurt more "

I said, massaging my nape and walk towards the door. I'll be late if I wait for him to pack out and get lost.

" F*CK YOU !!!! " I heard him shout as I slammed the door closed.

If only there's no upcoming bills by the end of the month, I would just dig my self to my bed to my hearts content. But reality is reality.

I walked past a glassed building, letting me see myself. Like a mirror, I fixed my still bed hair and brushed off the shriveled part of my shirt.

I look at myself, I have the face to fight for. A small but pointed nose, my face so small that so rare for man-kind, and my rose lips that has a mole under. Overall, my face is so perfect. And for the record, I rarely received a rejection.. But thanks to me wasting my youth to some scumbag, I think I aged a little.

" I should stop to buy some cream later " I said, finishing to watch myself.

As I started to walk past the building.

A very strong arm pulled me from behind, it caught me off guard that I almost stumbled to my feet butt first.

" The hell -- " I shouted agrily and tried to brush off the hand as I turn to see its owner. At first I thought it was Tim. But I think I hit a giant wall. It was so hard that you wouldn't believe it was just a broad chest. Its just for a second but there's a scent coming from it that makes me want to learn more what it was.

" Aki ? " a very manly voice shattered the glass of my day dreaming. Everything became slow that I even have to stare for more minutes before I could process what he really look like.

He was so tall and big. The rarest of mankind.

As I was getting deeper to my handsome obsession disease. He speak again.

" Is that really you? " he said, sounding so confuse. His sharp and enigmatic eyes was staring at me, scanning the deepest of my soul.

There is something in those eyes thats telling me that I should run, as far as I can. One wrong move and would end me up to something worse I could imagine. But there's also an invisible pressure coming from him that is weakening the strenght of my knees.

" Hey! You can't do this to me!! "

A man's voice, shouting towards our direction, turn me back to reality.

And then I realized, both my hands was on his hard chest. Still in dazed, I get back my hand as quickly as I could.

" You can't just leave me!! " the man shouted again, that made me curious if its really directing to us or to somebody.

Before I could even look, he used his body to cover my sight. His eyes fixicated on me.

" Sorry, who are you? " I asked, after I finally regained my strength..

The guy did not think twice before letting my arm go. His hand marked on my skin, it was so red that I could still feel his tight grip.

I heard the guy sighed as he brush his hair up. It was a split second but I think I saw his disappointment but vanished quickly, and change into cold and serious face.

He was the one who touch first. So why is he getting mad? I ask myself as I saw his knitted brows, staring at me like I'm some kind of bother to him.

I don't know why, but we both stand there not saying anything for a minute I dont even feel like leaving as I feel like he would grab me in my neck in one wrong move. The guy seems like in deep thought before he talk again.

" Do you want to sleep with me? "

An invisible splashing of cold water run to my whole body. Leaving my mouth frozen.

I think I heard the shouting man, shout again but my whole body could not process what it was.

" Sorry, lets go somewhere so we could talk "

And then without hesitation, he held my arm.

The realization just came back to me after a long minute, but it was too late.