Married To My Sister's Husband
It was a bright Saturday morning, the sun was already glistening inside and adding exuberance to the already elegant royal-like master bedroom.
As rays of sun rested on Olivia’s face, she slowly opened her eyes revealing a pair of lovely hazel brown eyes.
She could hear the chirping of bird from a close distance and for a brief moment she wished she could just sink into the feeling of how beautiful the day felt, but she can’t.
it may be a new bright day for everyone, but for her it’s just another day of a continuous never ending torture called her marriage.
It didn’t seem like a new day, more like a continuation of her 3months nightmare.
She looked by bed locker to get her phone, it was already 7am and she wondered why she slept in.
She turned to the other side of the bed to meet a surprising half naked, yet breath taking Markian still soundly asleep.
He was a sight for sore eyes, as her eyes moved from his waist to his sexy abs, to his well-built chest and broad shoulders, up to his neck and then his handsome face.
He looked peaceful and very innocent, the exact opposite of what he was when he is awake. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, and one would think that after 3months of being in the same house with this man she must have gotten use to his sexiness, but that was the exact opposite.
He was lying close to her that she could feel his breath on her face and he was half naked, though she wasn’t complaining but that was not normal, neither was the splitting headache she was having since the moment she moved to get her phone.
At this moment, the flashbacks came flooding in as she suddenly sat up from the bed, she gasped but immediately held her mouth with her hand.
What happened last night, what did she do, and what exactly was she asking her sister’s husband to do to her?
