Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol bit into him hard, and both of their mouths were filled with the taste of blood.

But he didn't stop.

How could two people be so physically close, yet their souls drifting further apart?

Carol was forced to tilt her head back slightly, gasping for air under his kisses.

After what felt like an eternity, Felix released her chin, his hands gripping her waist.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

The pain turned her face pale; she wasn't moved by this, not at all.

But he didn't seem to care about that, his grip on her waist unyielding, as if he wanted to shatter her into pieces.

When it was over, Carol's forehead was slick with sweat.

She lay on the bed, utterly drained, not even considering the possibility of getting up.

A rustle beside her, and then Felix was wiping her brow with a tissue.

"Get out."

Her voice was hoarse when she said the words; exhaustion made it difficult to even glare at him. She surrendered to sleep.

Felix covered her with a blanket, tucked it in, and then he went outside to smoke, staring up at the sky.

was cold outside, a wind shaking the trees, their

cigarette but it wasn't enough, so he smoked a second, quietly watching

before midnight, he turned

had barely slept three hours, every movement a struggle, her

up to watch the

He shook her gently.

her head under

to be met with

strength, but the slap

darkened as he

to watch them! Let

heavy coat over her, and carried her to

nestled in his embrace, she inhaled his familiar scent, but it brought no warmth, only a

exploded, and

Greenfield every year, but you need to find the right angle, or

Miller family's estate had the best view, and President Miller had bought it for that reason—to

annually, but over the years, they'd lost

she

now were the

too tired

about ten minutes, and afterward, he carried her back

unwilling to give

something as the fireworks burst? Was it

paid attention and didn't care to

in bed, she closed her

Felix flipped her over

open, her

you in heat tonight?"