The Hunger for Power
The morning after the event was suffocating.
Tessa found it difficult to sleep during that night— the weight and constant flashbacks of the night’s humiliation taunted her head constantly. She couldn’t sleep on the floor of her room or even on the bed, curled into the blankets, unable to get rid of the echoes of Blake’s anger, the insults from his siblings, and the feeling of being constantly reminded of her place in that family.
Blake had been harsh. He always was, but last night it felt like a crushing blow. He wasn’t the man who married her for show, as she had first imagined. He was a man drowning in power, loves being the authority, terrified of losing control, and taking it out on anyone who dared to make him look less of himself or tries to challenge him.
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