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“Fuck you… are you having sex?!” Pierce barks, and I smirk, kissing my girl.

“Jealous?”

“The fuck I am,” he grunts. “Anyway, make sure you come.”

“I’m fucking trying to, you asshole, but hearing my brother’s voice while I’m knee deep in my wife’s pussy is making it fucking complicated,” I growl.

“Whatever asshole, you know what I mean. Just make sure you’re there,” he calls out before I hang up and get back to fucking my wife whose titties look immaculate as they bounce with each thrust. I lean in to suck them in my mouth and I can feel a strange power arise, causing a euphoric feeling to come over me as I grasp her legs, listening to her moans when I hear her phone ping on the night stand my heart skips.Who could be messaging her at three in the morning?

Quickly, I swipe her phone from the night stand, thrusting up into her pussy while I type in her passcode and scroll through to see that she’s got a couple of messages that came in overnight.

Hmm…

178 messages from her The Otaku Baddies™ , something about horn and tentacle hentai.My baby is into some freaky shit. Ooooooo I wonder if I can spawn tentacles…

101 messages from her A1’s Day 1’s , the latest one from her friend Bebe reminding her about some homework assignment.

4 messages from her father begging her to answer his calls.

25 from her mother.

1 from the asshole who sent her that card and medical supplies, asking if she made it to her room safely and like a good girl of course, my baby didn’t answer. But as I’m about to be done checking, another message pops up, followed by a few more from the other asshole who claims to only want to be friends with my wife.

I click on it, glaring daggers at the messages while reading them with a scowl, fucking her a little harder as I skim over every useless fucking word he’s ever typed to her.

Tek: Damn you played a good game! Just making sure you’re still coming out with us tonight

Jess: Thanks… I already told you I would.

Tek: I know I’m pressing but… is everything okay with your new boyfriend?

Jess: Tek you ARE pressing. You know I don’t talk about my man to people, but thank you for asking.

Tek: Fine… but I’m here for you

Tek: And just so you have it the address is 7856 Phillips Lane

I hate it… I hate it… I fucking hate it!

I grit my teeth so hard it feels like I they will crack as I read him say he’ll wait on her at the bus to the plane so they can talk andI curl my lip, knowing this mother fucker thought he was going to weasel his way into getting more time with my wife. I smile bitterly, looking down at her sleeping form.Man… Jessica just doesn’t know how fucking bad she’s killing me.

I feel so frustrated I pull out my journal and start writing.

I picked up my little baby today. Apparently won MVP BUT I wasn’t there. I know she was disappointed but I will make it up to her.She was at a club with some asshole. I hate him. I want to stab him in the face. I want to gouge out his eyeballs and hammer needles under his nails. I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!

Ps Jessica looked so beautiful in the club…

I fucking told her I’ve never had a girlfriend… I’ve never claimed someone, and when I finally do, I had to desire with all my being a person who’s friends with more dudes than bitches.For fuck’s sake, she’s trying to put them in an early grave.

To resist the urge to kill all of them mother fuckers and lock her up is…damn, it’s tempting. So tempting…

“Jessica… Little Baby, should I kill them all. Should I kill them all and lock you away and fuck you to my heart’s content? Huh? I think I should, baby,” I grunt, sliding my tongue across her lips. “Little Baby, you drive me insane. You really make me feel a multitude of emotions that I hate. Sadness… anger… frustration,” I whisper, unsure if she can hear me in her sleep, but I don’t care.I just need to say it…

She came into my life and fucked shit up, but I welcome anything she does to me. Whether it’s shoot me, punch me, kick me… as long as she never leaves me.And I can’t stand it.

I feel something well up inside me… a deep-seated desire to ruin her, to burn the world down to make it so there exists no one but her and me. My heart races, and hatred boils inside me.I should do it… I should destroy ev?—

“F- ughnnn- rank, baby,” she whimpers, and the burning hatred of everything tapers off, simmered by my adoration of her. Damn… while I hate everything else, I adore her. And simply because she would be sad at being caged, I cannot do it. Simply because she would be sad that those she has a connection to would be dead…I can’t.