The Love From Vengeance

The Love From Vengeance

1 THE FINAL STRAW

ARIEL’S POV

“Please slow down; you’re going too hard!” I screamed, my eyes squeezed shut in pleasure, while Luke relentlessly pounded into me. He gripped me tightly, showing no mercy as he moved with vigorous force. My moans echoed throughout the dark room, barely visible except for the outline of Luke’s figure as he continued to ravage me.

“Ohhh Luke!” I cried out, my nails digging into his back. The intensity of his thrusts caused both of us to breathe heavily. But amidst the pleasure, Luke’s grip on my neck tightened, choking me slightly. “You little whore, I can’t believe you’d go this far, drugging me to touch you!”

“I didn’t…” I tried to speak, but he cut me off, anger mixing with pleasure in his eyes. He was inflicting pain and bringing gratification at the same time.

“Ahhhh!” I cried out as he drove deeper and deeper, his powerful thrusts filling the room with their sounds.

“I hope you’re happy now. Isn’t this what you wanted?!” Luke snapped, pounding into me with relentless force.

“Slow down, slow…” I begged, but he choked me hard, silencing me. Spit drooled out of my mouth, but he didn’t seem to care as he continued his brutal assault,

“I’m going to make you pay!” He growled, his thrusts becoming even more forceful. “You wanted pleasure; well, now you’ve got it.”

“Ouhhhh, ouhhh, ouhhhh!” I cried out, feeling like he was going to split me in two. As much as I wanted this, I also wanted him to stop.

I had been waiting for him to come home, but when he arrived, intoxicated and blaming met for drugging him, I never expected this. His torture was a mixture of agony and ecstasy.

“Are you satisfied now?” He asked, his breath mingling with mine. “Are you satisfied?!”

I couldn’t answer him; I was just screaming and looking into his eyes as he choked me even harder. The force of his movements caused the lamp on the bedside table to fall, lighting up the room with an orange glow.

“I asked you a question, didn’t 1?” He snapped, his anger and rage intensifying. My face was red, and I was unable to speak as he seemed determined to choke me to death.

thrusts. He went on and on, finally spilling inside me. But instead of stopping, he continued to pound into me, and when I was about to scream, he covered

hand.

eternity before finally pulling out. I lay there, weak

his lip and silenced me. “I’m just “Please, I can’t take anymore!” I

bed. And when he

on my robe. When he emerged from the shower, a towel wrapped around his

severe financial crisis. Without a solution, all the hard work they had put in for years would have been in vain. It was a difficult time watching my parents in tears, and I

parents had drugged me, despite always claiming to love me. They eventually explained their

they knew he wouldn’t agree if they asked for his opinion,

I was only half–naked and

and our family’s financial crisis was resolved. However, it was only the beginning of my

his actions. I convinced myself that I could change him and

their judgment and never complained, enduring every heart–wrenching moment. But, after this torture, I reached my breaking point. I couldn’t tolerate his behavior any longer.

his body. He flashed me a smirk, clearly

a drawer and retrieved a small box of pills. With a glare, he tossed them in my direction. “Take

the label, “Emergency contraceptive.” I looked back at Luke, my

He despised me to the point where he refused to start a family with me.

Luke’s voice broke through my thoughts: “Quit daydreaming, you

the irritation on his face due to my hesitation.

you’re only deceiving yourself.” His tone was

sigh, my grip on the box tightening. “I’m not taking them. “I finally

mind.

just say?” Luke’s voice was filled with disbelief

his gaze with determination. “I said

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