"Thrust me with no mercy Stanley!! Fuck me! Fuck me so harrrrrdddd. I need you all inside mee. Go faster , faster!!"

"Oh take that you slut. Take that you cum whore!! Am I hitting you hard and soft and fast enough? Who's your daddy??? Take that!!!!"

The man screamed back in pleasure as he increased the speed at which he thrusted into her with.

The lady's loud moans that filled the room was enough motivation for him to keep his rhythm on.

Clusters of photos fell off someone's hands at the door. It was Ahneeka Fallon's; Stanley Chaudhry's legally married wife.

Her world tilted on its axis.

Surely she must have seen and heard wrong. At the wrong house and seeing the wrong man. She was surely hearing the wrong voice!!

For who would believe that the man she fell so helplessly inlove with and married could be capable of this betrayal in just a week of their wedding.

She wanted to let it go. To pretend that nothing happened and forgive his betrayal but the images of him working his butt off thrusting harder and deeper to satisfy the woman on their matrimonial bed with him, she knew she couldn't.

He had always told her to work for her own cum in the one week of their marriage they had coitus.

He never did care about her nor her turn on's. He had always been selfish on bed and rimmed into her till he cummed and was done. He never cared if she enjoyed it as well nor if she was wet enough for his huge nine inched cock to penetrate her virgin holes.

But here he was, doing all that for someone else. Here she was watching him from the beginning when he had used his tongue and fingers to stimulate whatever woman it was on the bed with him.

A tear fell from her left eye to the floor, on top one of the photos she has been holding.

The flicker of light on the photo from the tear meeting with the light caught her attention.

She stood still and looked at the photo for a second.

Her smiles had been so illuminating and undoubtedly suggesting she had won a trophy in form of her husband who stood by her side dressed in his wedding suit.

The grunts she heard from the moaning cheater was enough reason to remind herself of how wrong she had been.

How blind she was at being able to see through the facade of a faithful and loving partner she has believed he was in the three years of their engagement.

"Stannleeeyyyyyy!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, unable to take it anymore, tired of standing back and watching her husband satisfy another woman on top their matrimonial bed!

She dashed into the opened room and he immediately jerked off and cummed inside the woman he was with, before standing to answer her call.

"Ahneeka, we need to divorce"

Her heart stopped beating for a split second the moment she heard him mutter those words she thought she'd never hear from him. Worst still, in a situation as this. It wasn't the apology she had expected from him and neither was it an explanation for his actions.

She stood puzzled with her jaws dropped, her attention and gaze all focused on him, not recognizing the presence of his alibi.

"You heard right Ahneeka, I want a divorce" he said again, calling her back from the numerous thoughts that was ravaging her head.

"How could you? Why did you? Why here? Why now? Were my not good enough? What is it I am lacking?" She desperately wanted to ask but the words choked on her throat and refused coming out her lips.

"Look Ahneeka, I have no time to spare trading words with you.... Just sign these damn papers and take the alimony with you... " He said in a cold demeanor before turning back to steal a stare at the lady laying in bed waiting for him.

Ahneeka stared in her direction as well and beholding her face made her heart shatter into more pieces.

"Cassieee!?!!" She called out with an exasperated voice.

"Cassie why?" She added.

If ever someone had in the past once told Ahneeka Fallon that one day she would get married to the love of her life but only for the marriage to end up this way, she never would have believed.

She stood frozen, her mind still reeling from the weight of her husband's words and the sight of her sister draped so casually in the sheets of their bed. She wanted to scream, to cry, to demand answers—how could they do this to her?

But all she could do was stare, her body numb with shock and disbelief.

"I never wanted it to come to this," he continued, his voice laced with impatience, "but it's done. We're done. So just sign the papers, Ahneeka. Make this easy on yourself."

Easy? The word echoed in her mind like the cruel joke it was in the midst of her devastation. How could he expect her to walk away as if their love and vows meant nothing? How could he reduce everything they shared to a few signatures on a piece of paper? And in less than a week of their marriage! This wasn't the lifetime they vowed at the altar!

And her sister… Ahneeka's gaze drifted back to the bed, to the woman she had trusted with her all not to stoop so low as this. The woman who now lay in her place, smug and victorious, as if she had won some game.

There were no words for the pain that coursed through Ahneeka's veins, burning like a fire. She had lost everything—her husband, her sister, her dream of a happy life. And now, she was being asked to walk away with nothing but a broken heart and a piece of paper that would sever the last tie between them.

"Please, Ahneeka," her husband's voice cut through her thoughts again, sharp and uncaring, "just sign the damn papers. You're only making this harder on yourself."

Harder? He had no idea what hard was. She had endured his lies, his betrayal, the humiliation of finding out that the man she loved had been unfaithful from the start. And now he wanted her to make it easy.

Easy for what? That he cheated on her after a week of their wedding with her only sister who was his ex lover?

Her sister who had returned to California a day after her marriage? He had been seeing her and cheating on her with her since then? What fucking irony? What fucking.....!!!!

"Why Stanley? Was I not enough? Why did you do this to me? Was our Marriage also a lie just the way your love was?"

"I never loved you Ahneeka. You were just a replacement from the start. Cassie was gone and I couldn't bear the loss of her. You reminded me of her and so I kept you by my side. You should be grateful I did" he scoffed.

" You told me you loved me... Chaudhry" her semi audible voice said.

" I never did Ahneeka. Cassie has always being the love of my life. You acted on all horns proud of your virginity. You were stingy with your body. Many women have offered themselves to me but only you were the exception. You were heavy with your sex after marriage shit talk"

" Chaudhry....." she called out yet again, her voice pleading with him to stop before his words make her betray the emotions she was trying so hard to control.

"I was a gentleman and married you Ahneeka. You won't be able to say that I faltered the rules you gave me during courtship. I kept them and only took your virginity after marriage but well now you're no longer needed,so just sign the divorce papers and take the alimony I'm offering you and leave. That's enough compensation for the years of your life I wasted!!"

Tears welled in Ahneeka's eyes, but she blinked them back, refusing to let them fall. She would not give him or her sister the satisfaction of seeing her break. If this was the end, she would face it with dignity, even if it tore her apart inside.

She glanced at the divorce papers on the table. The signature at the bottom was unmistakable; Chaudhry Stanley's, suggesting that he had been anticipating this moment and day eagerly.

With trembling hands she reached for the pen, her heart pounding in her chest as she did. She couldn't bear this humiliation, the feeling of being worthless and used that seemed to envelope her.

"keep the alimony with you. I want nothing from you. We are strangers to each other now, Stanley" she said with a tone of finality.

Cassie chuckled.

" Just take the alimony and be off Ahneeka or whatever. He asked you not to make things hard for anyone, so why are you doing so. Take the fucking alimony and stop acting all mighty and leave. Fucking leave!!" She screamed at her but Ahneeka paid no heed to her words

Ahneeka walked out of the room with her vision blurred with tears but her mind was slowly clearing as she had let the tears she wielded for so long fall..

The silence of the house mocked her—this was supposed to be her home, her sanctuary, where she had envisioned a future filled with love and happiness. Now it was nothing more than a graveyard of broken promises.

She paused at the doorway her hand trembling as it hovered over the doorknob.

She had imagined this moment—coming home to the man she thought loved her—but never like this, never with her sister. Never as a witness to the cruel reality that her love had been a one-sided affair.

As she stepped outside headed towards her car parked in the driveway, the cold night air hit her like a slap snapping her back to the present. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and she doubled over, gripping her chest as if that could stop the pain from consuming her entirely.

She bit down on her lip until she tasted blood, but it was nothing compared to the anguish ripping through her heart.

How could he?

The thought pulsed through her mind, over and over again.

How could he do this to her? She sank onto the drivers chair of her car, the world spinning around her. The memories played like a cruel reel in her mind: their wedding day, the vows they exchanged, the way he had held her close and whispered promises that now felt like knives in her heart.

She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, her fingers shaking as they brushed against her wet cheeks. She wanted to scream, to claw at the earth and let it swallow her whole. The humiliation of it all—of walking in on him with her sister, of hearing him so casually dismiss her like she was nothing—it was unbearable.

Very unbearable.