SEPTEMBER'S POV
I blinked the freshly formed tears away. The heaviness in my chest rose with the constant harsh breathing. Images of what happened yesterday's night flashed in the back of my mind, over and over again. This all is so disgusting. Zachary is disgusting. He is breaking my spirit with his every vulgar action and words.
" Morning dear wifey." He moaned in his rough morning voice and pulled my body more closer to him.
I pursued my lips together and tried to wriggle from his hold but instead of letting me go, he tightened his grip on my waist.
I sighed and shut my eyes only to let hot tears stung down my cheeks.
Wife? Yeah, right. The wife of a filthy criminal.
" DON'T F*CKING START CRYING LIKE A FRAGILE DOLL." He hissed and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him.
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