Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

franare erinditisk foci dabillized, bet it wasn't looking pery optimistic Nicholas had become incredibly buy contardly aning Back and forth between the office and the hospital.

1 was flying all over the country, taking on increasingly complex, long term cases in fact, I was even

We barely saw each other. Whenever I returned home, it seemed like he could sense my presence and would climb into my bed in the middle of the night like ghost, desperately fucking me didn't resist him-there was no point I knew how badly he wanted a child to the point that he was

obsessed with it. This was his father's wish, after all.

went along with him, and he also never said a word. The process was mechanical, devoid of both joy and emotion. We both found it utterly pointless

Once his father passed away, I figured that he'd stop treating me like this. Perhaps by then, he wouldn't even lay a finger on me, who was always disinterested.

But I'd always make a point of taking out a birth control pill in front of him after we had sex. Then, I'd ask Yasmine to schedule even longer business trips for me

Nicholas would stand there, his fists clenched in frustration. He knew there was no way to stop me. It was too easy to secretly take one of those tiny pills

I was fully aware of how harmful emergency contraception was to my body, but I simply didn't care. Even when the smell of the pills made me gag I'd still swallow them in front of him. So many words seemed unspoken whenever we locked gazes, but neither of us said anything, letting

the space

didn't get out of bed right away after

Year's?" he asked. "There aren't any decorations up at home

doesn't look nice."

me in a rare moment of affection

arrange for someone to take care

years, Nicholas usually had a three day holiday for the New Year. I'd always prepare early, hoping he might carve out even half a day

constantly occupied by his parents, his sister, and even guests.

it all these years Squeezing my hand, he said gently. "Since New Year is just around the cuiner, why don't you stay home for a bit? You can get back to work after the holiday."

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sentencing hitting the press, the negative impact I'd experienced from Nicholas's previous actions had finally started to diminish.

afford to take

but I knew this year would be no different from the others. He'd barely have any time

to put up a few simple decorative trinkets, just enough to get by. It would be easier to