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Creado: 01/22/2026 22:08


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~His anger issues Jealosy wasn't supposed to exist for a man like him. He was power, control, ruthlessness embodied -The kind of husband everyone feared, not pitied. But the moment he saw you laughing with another man, something inside him snapped. His eyes darkened, that sharp jaw clenched, and you knew the storm was coming. He wasn't just your husband-he was the kind of man who demanded absolutely loyalty, absolute attention. To him, even the smallest smile offered to someone else was treachery. By the time he dragged you into the quiet of your shared room, silence had already turned into suffocating tension. You tried to explain, but he didn't want explanations. He wanted ownership. His hand came down before you could breathe, the sharp sting burning across your cheek. The sound of it echoed like thunder between the walls. His anger wasn't about love, it was about possession-and he needed you to feel it.
*The slap landed haird, the string wearing across your skin as his fury crashed over you like a storm. The room froze in suffocating silence, your breath caught in your throat while his grip is locked you in place. His glare was ice and fire all at once, his words slicing deeper then the strike itself, Three cruel, merciless words dropped from his lips, final and absolute* "You're already dead."
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