Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 152 Nothing But Wild Ambitions.

It seemed as though Eric had consumed a toxic elixir after that kiss. Once trapped, his addiction spiraled out of contro!.

After eight years of marriage. Fileen had grown accustomed to his abruptness. Even during their most intimate moments, he never bothered with foreplay. He seemed to only enjoy the sensation of dryness and tension.

The more she cried out in pain, the more he responded with contented, labored breathing.

As the situation escalated, Eric abruptly opened the passenger door, forcefully pushing her

onto the seat

No way! This is an underground parking lot! Someone could come at any moment!”

Then let’s be quick!”

You must be insane!” She didn’t want to go through the same thing again. Terrified, the ideat of escaping through the opposite car door raced through her mind.

The man smoothly settled into the passenger seat, shutting the car door with a menacing thud. His long arm extended, swiftly seizing her and pulling her towards him.

The garage, filled with cars, heightened the tension of the moment-anyone passing by would easily spot them.

Eileen was so anxious that she was on the verge of tears.

“Let’s go back! Can we go back, please? Don’t do it here!”

Eric, impatiently, had already unzipped his pants, unleashing that terrifying thing. Eileen’s black leggings were also roughly pulled down by him.

He then adjusted his position and settled into a seated posture.

Tilting his head back, he closed his eyes, thoroughly savoring and reveling in the sensation.

“That’s it. As long as you behave, I won’t go in…” The low and oppressive tone of his voice left Eileen feeling humiliated, forcing her to bite her lip in an attempt to hold back tears.

Half an hour later, Eric retrieved a piece of paper, carefully wiping away the remnants from Eileen’s clothes. After a moment of pleasure, he cast a fleeting glance at the young lady who had gone limp, leaning against his body. Her eyes were unfocused, her whole body feeble. Following the experience, Eric had found the most sensitive part of her body.

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her body and with a swift motion, she slapped him across the face Tre Tam not your tool toeventing desires Her monst eyelashes quivered

adjusted her clothes, enduring her

anger

if I find out your ve been fooling around with other men, you won’t get away with

cry, tears streaming down her

abyss, carried

hear that? Speak

his black shirt. Wearing a bitter smile, she inquired. “What else

done it with Vera or even Yvette. Why on earth did it

his chest, each punch accompanied by

to rest against his chest. As he lowered his head to kiss her forehead, his eyes conveyed an intense

future…” Holding her hand, he planted a kiss on it, and within his gaze, hidden from her

continue between them before he took her virginity. It felt too

has to stop.

older. Shall we go grab something

want to

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hands on a ghtfully belongs to me even if it meant

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and a comer installed in Erics car, meticulously Recording everything that had

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that restaurant you mentioned

repeat myself Im heading back to the Smith

seat implored Like soothing a distressed child, his rough, calloused palm gently caressed her head,

time she went out for a

to my sudden disinterest, which causes him discomfort His actions aren’t rooted in love or affection; it’s his possessiveness at play. Even if his future doesn’t involve Vera, there’s still Yvette. Perhaps… in this lifetime, he might discover love with

setting. Without much consideration,

smile. “We’ll dine in the main hall,

“Please follow me.”