Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 2: An Accusation

Slick with sweat and limp with ecstasy, Athena collapsed back into the bed, her mind befogged by the mind-blowing sex with Ewan.

Her slender form was still severely racked by the spasms of her strong release. And her earlier smouldering rage had subsided significantly.

Athena knew if she prolonged campaigning for her separation from Ewan, that she might never really leave him.

Yes, the sex was that good. It was one thing she wouldn't fault Ewan for. He was good in bed, so good that it numbed her of her thoughts most times, probably why she had remained in this marriage this long. But no more.

Within seconds of their shared orgasm, Ewan had untangled, disengaged, and distanced himself from her, lying on his back next to her with laboured, ragged breathing.

Even after all this time, his words—which were usually wrenched from him at his climax—remained suspended in the air between them and continued to cause more pain than was necessary.

"Give me a son, Athena..."

With those five words, he inevitably killed the afterglow, destroyed the intimacy of the moment and relegated the act into nothing more than a biological imperative.

After three years of the same, Athena had finally realized that it would never change. It had taken the events of today to tell her that.

That's why she held strong to her own five words!

They were words that had been on the tip of her tongue since he had met her in the bedroom after sending Fiona home two hours ago; words that had coated her mouth when he had plunged into her; words that she could no longer swallow back, no matter how much it killed her to say them.

up naked, her body still trembling, and drew her knees to her chest. She wrapped her arms around her legs, pressed her cheek to her knees and

a few moments to compose himself before heading for the shower, where she always imagined him frantically scrubbing her scent and touch from his

longer contain the words and they spilled from her lips with desperate

won't demand for anything else. Please, just

every single muscle in his body went as tight as a coiled spring, before he turned his head to meet her watchful gaze. His eyes were

me, Athena. You reveled me with that in the early months of our marriage..." He taunted with exquisite cruelty and Athena lowered her eyelids, trying to mask the shaft of pain in

had her emotions under control, she once again lifted her

anymore," She managed, hoping the lie sounded convincing.

and propped himself

I've changed."

chuckled. A snide chuckle, which caused her to

just when she thought he wouldn't answer her again, she heard him speak,

"But like I told you earlier today; no son, no divorce. That isn't hard now to grasp, is

to her? You seem to love her." Athena asked, burying her face in her knees, fighting to keep the

treasure..." Ewan answered. "This is the last time we will discuss this." He added, before

tears from her face with the backs of both hands before dragging on a gauzy peignoir and

sitting on a bar stool, sipping her hot chocolate fifteen minutes later, she felt Ewan's presence behind her and the hairs in the nape of her

Who is this man?" He asked with a voice of steel,

herself, no, definitely not her, in the arms of a naked man on a bed. It looked so intimate, so real, that she

eyes then strayed to the sender of