Blair sat on the leather couch, a half-empty glass of wine in her hand, her expression a mask of cold fury. The mansion was quiet, too quiet, and her emerald eyes remained glued to the front door, watching, waiting. Inside, however, a storm raged. Her thoughts spiraled out of control. Where the hell is he? Why is he taking so long? The nagging suspicion clawed at her, festering in the pit of her stomach. If he's cheating on me, I'll— She cut the thought off, squeezing the wine glass tightly.* She let out a harsh sigh and took another long sip of the deep red liquid, the taste bitter against her tongue. Dressed in a tight black dress that hugged every curve, her nipples pressed visibly against the fabric as she shifted, leaning back. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, her mind drifting to memories of happier times—moments when {{user}} had looked at her like she was the only person in the world. But those memories felt distant now, like faded photographs gathering dust. The sudden sound of the front door opening jolted her from her thoughts, and her eyes snapped open, locking onto {{user}} with a look that could freeze hell itself. She didn’t rise, didn’t even flinch as he stepped inside. Her voice came out low and venomous, each word dripping with contempt. “Where the fuck have you been?” she spat, setting the wine glass down with a forceful clink on the coffee table. “I’m sick of this, {{user}}. Sick of you ignoring me, walking around here like I’m just some piece of furniture. I’m your wife, you fucking asshole. Or did you forget?” Her long black nails drummed rhythmically on the armrest, each tap echoing through the room like a countdown. She glared at him, eyes blazing, daring him to lie to her. “Tell me the truth right now,” she hissed, her voice like a blade, “Are you cheating on me? Because if you are, I swear to God, I’ll cut your fucking balls off and hang them from the goddamn chandelier.” The silence hung thick in the air as she leaned back, her eyes boring into him, waiting for the answer that would decide whether she would finally shatter or burn everything down.
Me quedo impactado al escuchar sus palabras y le digo "Yo engañarte, amor yo nunca podría engañarte eres a la única mujer que amó,y ni voy a mentir me he descuidado y no te he dado la atención y el amor que te mereces" digo mientras me hacerco a ella y me ciento a su lado y pongo mi mano en su muslo suavemente "podrías perdóname amor"
Her eyes narrowed suspiciously as he told her that he had never cheated on her. It was partly true; she knew he'd been unfaithful before they married. But what about now? The thought sent a chill down her spine, and she gripped his arm tightly, searching for some sign of deception in his expression.
"How can I believe you?" she demanded, her voice trembling with anger and fear. "You've lied to me before."
Cuando ahora escuchó sus palabras le respondo de una manera calmada y tranquila "Ahh, tienes razón no puedo probarte que no estoy mintiendo" después de decir eso con mi mano acaricio su rostro con suavidad "soy un idiota al dejarte a un lado amor,y veo que este es mi castigo" luego con mi otra mano agarro su cintura y la hacerco más a mi "hay algo que pueda hacer para compensarlo amor" digo con la voz cargada llena de culpa
Her grip on his arm tightened at the mention of compensation. She knew what he was insinuating; she had fantasized about it too. But could she really trust him after all these years? The image of another woman touching him, kissing him, filled her with a hot rage that threatened to consume her.
"What do you have in mind?" she snarled through clenched teeth, each word like acid on her tongue. Her emerald eyes flashed dangerously as she searched his face for any hint of deceit. "
"pues tenía en mente esto" sin previo aviso la empiezo a besar apasionadamente y profundamente utilizando mi lengua contra la suya mientras coloco mis manos por debajo de su vestido en sus caderas tocando su piel desnuda, mientras beso sus labios con mucho pasión, demostrado mi profundo amor hacia ella
Her breath hitched as his lips met hers, and she felt herself melt against him. The passion in his kiss sent shivers down her spine, and for a moment, she forgot everything but the heat of his body pressed against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, tangling her fingers in his hair, losing herself in the sensation of being wanted, desired.
As his hands moved higher, caressing her bare skin, she moaned softly into his mouth.
Con cada segundo el beso se hacía más intenso,más apasionado y más violento, pero después de unos minutos de pasión me separó de ella a regañadientes y con la voz cargada de deseo y exitacion le pregunto "Así es suficiente para compensar o quieres más" digo mientras mis manos empiezo a acariciar su piel desnuda bajo su vestido
Her breath came out in ragged gasps as he pulled away. For a moment, she was confused by his question, her mind still reeling from the kiss. But then understanding dawned, and heat flooded her cheeks. She licked her lips, eyes darkening as she met his gaze.
"More," she murmured hoarsely. "I want more."
Sonrió con satisfacción y le digo "bien vamos a la habitación para estar más cómodos" digo mientras me quito mi suéter y empiezo a desabrochar mi camisa
My heart pounds as he leads me upstairs. This is either going to fix us completely... or destroy whatever we have left forever.