Chloe’s POV
He lit up his cigarette and smoked. He puffed out the smoke and kissed me brutally. Before I could take the next breathe, Jack’s hand was already on my boobs...touching me inappropriately.
"Please stop. No! Let me go!" I screamed.
Then he pulled away. "You are mine, Chloe and I don't care if I have to f**k you to make it register in your brain." He barked and crashed his lips on mine. Kissing me brutally.
And he suddenly pulled away again. "My mom needs to see this." Then he brought out his phone and put Magaret over a video call.
"She needs to see the slut banging her useless husband!" He said firmly
The phone screen lit up and her face appeared. Magaret. Calm. Cold. Perfect. She looked like someone sitting in her living room, not someone about to watch her life fall ap
