Her Ex-husband’s Wrath

I DON’T know what time I fell asleep. But I was stunned when I felt someone touch my legs. I woke up immediately when I noticed someone sitting at the edge of the bed. There was a bit of darkness in the room because the light was dim light. The man was still bent over but he was obviously looking at me.

When it lifted his face I was shocked. It was Asher and I’m sure he was drunk again because I saw him holding a bottle of wine.

“Asher?” I called then looked at the wall clock. It’s past 2 am. What is he doing here? “Ash?” I called again but he didn’t answer.

I think I mistakenly gave him the key. He always shows up at my house which makes me nervous.

He looked up and looked at me badly.

“Get up.” Without any emotion, he said then stood up.

“Asher,”

“I said get up.” I got up nervously but I still followed him. What was on his mind? What else is he planning? “Follow me to the bathroom.” Still no emotion he said.

I was reluctant to obey but I didn’t want him to get mad at me. Hesitantly, I followed him to the bathroom.

“Asher,” I called to him but he did not answer me. Instead, he looks at me sharply. He goes inside the bathroom first and I follow him.

I heard the shower flow. When I entered, Asher was in front of the shower. There was nothing covering his body and I could see his stirring manhood.

“Come and join me.”

I slowly walked closer to him with nervousness and fear.

“Take off your clothes,” he commanded which I immediately obeyed. I took off all my clothes and left nothing then approached him.

He took my hand and then put soap on it. “You know what to do.”

I wash Asher’s entire body. He clung to me as if he was enjoying everything I was doing. I stroked his whole body even his stiffness. He did not speak and he did nothing. When I finished he opened his eyes and just stared at me. He let the water flow through his body until the soap was completely gone.

“Ash?” I don’t know what’s running on his mind and I don’t know what will happen next.

“Get out quickly and don’t wrap yourself up. Just came out with water dripping from your body,” he said then came out first.

What he is planning? I’m already cold because it’s still early in the morning.

I heard the door slam so I went to the shower to get wet. I feel cold but I need to follow what he said or I ended up beating. I let the water pour into my whole body and when I finish I immediately came out while water was still dripping from my hair into my body. I caught up with Asher who was sitting on the bed but already dressed. The ceiling fan turned on strong which made me even colder.

I hugged myself to somehow cover the cold.

“Don’t cover yourself. Put down your hands and come near me.” I lowered my hand and trembling as I walked closer to Asher.

I stood opposite him. My knees were shaking with cold, with fear, and I no longer knew what to do.

“Dance with me dirty slut,” he ordered while setting in bed and holding a bottle of wine. “Entertain me with your dirty dance.”

“Ash, I’m getting cold.” My lips and knees were shaking. I feel like I’m inside a big refrigerator.

“I don’t give a shit. Even if you die of hypothermia, I said dance, so dance.” I remained standing while my knees shook. “Ah! There’s just no music yet.” He took his mobile then played.

“Asher, I’m cold.”

“You want to get hurt?” I shook my head at his question. “Then, dance.” I could do nothing but dance.

I accompanied every swing of the song that came from his cell phone. I saw his smile as he examined my whole body. Though I feel cold I manage to dance in front of him while my knees are shaking.

As I danced Asher caressed my thigh, body, arm, chest, and he did it over and over again.

“Stop,” he said then approached me. He tapped his lap as a signal for me to sit there so I approached him and sat down.

“Asher, I’m getting cold, please,” he hugged me. At once he took a blanket and wrapped it around my body and hugged me again.

“Is it ok now?”

“Yeah, thanks,”

“Kiss me,” he said.

“What?”

“I said kiss me,”

I kiss him and he kisses me back, but I was shocked that in the middle of our kiss Asher poured me the beer. It is was cold which made my whole body tremble even more.

“Do you know that I want to hurt you now? I want to possess you violently. I want to hear you cry out, and beg you to stop torturing me. I want you to beg and say I will stop because you’re coming back to me. But I know it’s impossible for you to do that. Now, tell me, Ash, how can I make you angry? How can I get you back?”

He said while putting his chin to my shoulder. I didn’t answer because I didn’t know the answer either.

“I know it’s impossible to take you back. But I will make it possible and if that doesn’t really happen. I’ll make sure you don’t forget me and what I will do.”

He pushed me to the floor so I fell.

“Until now I still can’t figure out why you left me. Why you were able to leave me. If I was really the one at fault. If I was really at fault. Where I went wrong. Until now I still blame myself for your loss and you go to someone else so I will not stop until I find out from you the compelling reason why you left me. I know you have a reason, Ash, and I will only stop torturing you if you can tell me the truth.”

“The only truth is I don’t love you anymore. Please accept my reason and forgive me.”

He knelt in front. “Nah, that’s not enough. You know how much I love you, Ashley, and I need you so come back,” He said with teary eyes.

I shuddered because what he was asking is so impossible.

“I came back not to be your wife again.” I cried as I met his gaze. “I came back, to apologize to you. Forgive me, but Charles needs me.” He shook his head and stood up.

“Shame on you, then wait for more punishment.” Then he left and left me.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.