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.

her arms around her legs, pressed her cheek to her knees and

No, he would take a few moments to compose himself before heading for the shower, where she always

words and they spilled from her

still want a divorce, Ewan. I won't demand for anything else.

his body went as tight as a coiled spring, before he turned his head to meet her watchful

thought you loved 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

control, she once again lifted her eyes to his

hoping the

onto his side and propped himself up onto his elbow, resting his

I've changed."

which caused her to flinch more

when she thought he wouldn't answer her again,

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

son. Why don't you get married to her? You seem to love

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

the shower start moments later and took a few seconds to compose herself, swiping the hot tears from her face with

presence behind her and the hairs in the nape of her neck stood on end. His aura

with a voice of steel, gently dropping a phone in front

herself, no, definitely not her, in

of the message. It was

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