Chapter 27

Standing before the door, Elodre was trembling, breathing unsteadily. What would she say to her husband when he asked where she'd been? She let out a quivering sigh. Oh, my God! Oh, my God! She won't dare to tell him she was at Weston's place. No, she won't.

"Thought Weston was gonna have you forever."

Elodre's heart suddenly leaped to her throat upon hearing that voice behind her. Gasping, she flinched so hard that her head began to bang. The shock was sharp, piercing through her chest, igniting flames in her and she shivered. Her body stiffened as she gulped. Cayden!! Damn!

Standing behind her, he was glaring down at her. "You took your son to go see his dad, huh?"

Elodre gasped, her eyes glittered with tears as she gazed up at him. "I…I…I…"

"Shut the fuck up and get in there!" He said in a low angry tone. "Get in!"

Nervously, she swiftly opened the door and got into the room, her wide eyes blazing with fright.

He slammed the door, and locked it, and as he flashed his glare upon her, she jerked, stumbling a few steps backward. Huffing, he was trembling in fury. "Elodre!! Elodre! Elodre!!" Grumbling, he was pacing around the room with his hands on his waist, and she was backing off in fear so that he didn't get too close to her.

Placing his muscular hands on her makeup chair, he heaved a quivering sigh. He was extremely angry."Even when I allowed you to remain here after you cheated on me, you still have the damn nerve to step your feet at Weston's place?! Elodre?!" He groaned, gazing downward, his hair was disheveled making look wild.

"C…Cay…Cay…den…"

"Don't you dare say my name!!" He exploded, huffing. "I was tryna give you the benefit of the doubt!! Yet you turned it down! Again!" He straightened, glaring coldly at her.

"I… I…"

"I said shut up!!!" He thundered, angrily flinging the chair without looking at where it landed as he cupped his face in his palms.

And Elodre was sobbing, grasping hard upon her left shoulder. The chair had hit her hard on her shoulder and left chin. Her chin was hurt and bleeding.

Suddenly, Cayden stormed to her and unknowingly grasped her hurt shoulder. Wincing in pain, Elodre let out a cry as her hand flew to her left shoulder.

"Take your fuckin hand off me!!" He roared and she trembled. He was too angry, he didn't notice he'd hurt her. He held her small face in his big hand, looking directly into her eyes.

And for the first time, Elodre saw tears in his eyes. She gasped, blinking. His painful grip on her jaw was dropping burning sensations through her nerves and muscles and she flushed red.

Shock sparked in his eyes when he saw the blood on her chin. He wiped it with his thumb and asked roughly, "Why are you bleeding?"

"You…you hit me with the chair…" She quivered and he gasped. His intense gaze was fixed on her chin…and she wished he would hold her. She wished he'd forgive her. She wished…

Tears were stinging her eyes and as she blinked, they rolled down her cheeks. She thought he'd hold her…and say something soothing to her. She thought he'd probably apologize.

But Cayden couldn't help the rage that was fuming inside of him. It hurt to see that she loved Weston. She still fuckin love him. "You hurt me, Elodre." His voice was quiet. "Can't believe you still love Weston…"

"Cayden…I…"

"Shut up!!" He slapped her face and she cried out in pain. Her quivering cry drove chills down his spine. "Look up!!" He thundered, violently taking her hands off her face.

He was struck by how tender and pale she was when she looked up at him. His glittering eyes were searching hers intensely. Her cheek was swollen from his slap and his fingers had marked her. The long mark on her temple reminded him of the day he whipped her with his belt and tears slid down his cheeks.

Grasping her jaw hard, he brushed a kiss on her lips. A hot burning kiss that sparked all over her body. With anger glowing in his eyes, he kissed her again, savagely devouring her lips.

His lips were like blades bruising hers. His kiss was full of raw anger and disdain.

"Don't you dare touch me!" He said coldly.

Enduring the pain from his burning and bruising lips, she heard her fabric ripping apart. He was stripping her naked but she didn't dare to touch him. His furious breath was fanning against her face as he kissed her harder.

"Pull that dress!" He instructed coldly.

Oh, damn! He wants to punish her.

"I'm waiting!!" He thundered.

Once she was done, he furiously shoved her to the bed and she gasped.

The light was turned off and she felt his weight on her body. He was so merciless. He didn't even care how tiny she was under him. And it was all dark in here.

Pinning her head to the pillow with his lower arm, his hot mouth devoured her trembling lips savagely.

Elodre's neck was hurting excruciatingly as he was pressing her forehead with his powerful arm. Tears began to sting her eyes. Kissing her, he didn't give a room for her to breath.

She felt his hard hand rubbing her bruised body brutally and as his hand moved on her arm, it was pricking the bruises.

Elodre groaned in pain once his elbow sunk very hard into her stomach as he violently lifted one of her legs. Profuse tears were flowing down her eyes as she sobbed. His weight was too much on her and his elbow seemed to be thrusting her stomach. Crying out in pain, her hands flew to his arm, aiming to lift his weight.

"Did I say don't touch me??!!" He screamed at her face, gesticulating violently on her stomach. "Did I?!!"

Elodre was twisting in pain. He was hurting her badly. She felt the pain burning in her stomach, and her intestines were ripping apart. Yet his arm was still on her as he held her leg up.

As his fingers roamed roughly on her lifted tigh to her cervix, her chest lifted as she moaned but her stomach was pinned to the bed by his elbow. "Cayden…please…my stomach…" She cried, twisting her body in pain, trying to not touch him. "Please…"

Elodre had never seen him like this her whole life until tonight. Had she truly turned her husband's heart against herself? She whimpered. This was the man who never let a tear drop from her eyes. The man who loved her dearly…but now…what happened? Has he forgotten she's his wife? His dear wife?

She gasped out moaning as he snatched her nipples in his bruising mouth. He was so hard on her. She cried out, clenching hard onto the bed sheet as he sucked aggressively on her nipple.

Clasping her arms in his hand, he nuzzled her neck, down to her cleavage, and then he parted her thighs roughly.

She whimpered as his erection entered her opening. Her hands flew to hold his arms but she didn't dare to touch him.

"Ca…yden…" She cried as he ejaculated.

Still going in and out of her, his burning touch moved swiftly up her arms and he grabbed her face and licked her neck.

Damn! He can't believe this woman shared her body with someone else! He thought furiously as he got harder and faster into her. Crying, her body was twisting under him.

Even though he was too rough on her, he had the spark to light her up. Her orgasm had started discharging and her organ was yearning for more. But the fact that he didn't let her touch him robbed her of the pleasure.

They were both moaning.

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Once he was satisfied, he pushed her aside and plumped on the bed, blowing out heavily.

The sharp burning pain was soaring between her thigh and her whole body hurt. She lay straight, her thighs still wide as she couldn't move her body. Her lips were bruised by his kisses and she was still feeling his weight upon her body.

She wasn't satisfied. Just at her peak of pleasure, he pushed her away. Elodre couldn't help the shock. This is the first time he never satisfied her after making love. She was still yearning for him.

Cold struck her bare body and she shivered. Groaning softly, she turned to him. Unable to see in the dark, she felt his presence and listened to his soft breathing but could not touch him.

Restlessness pricking her, she began to sob."Cayden?" She whispered his name but he didn't respond.

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Turning restlessly on the bed, Justin was finding it hard to sleep. He couldn't get Elodre off his head. Oh, damn, what an epitome of beauty! Man! Cayden Brooks has really turned her miserable life around. Jeez! He never believed it would work. And she seems pretty happy in the marriage. Damn!

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*and that was the woman he wanted. She can't play hard to get, right? A crooked smile pulled his lips. Although he's aware that no one ever fucks with the Brooks family, especially those two fuckin brothers, he was gonna go for what he wants. He'd grab the bull by its horn.

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