Fiction: A Fictional Narrative

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Pages: 2

Pulling back he warned her, “I don’t intend to be gentle.” Jada shook her head with sadness.
His brows furrowed and he said, “You shouldn’t have a problem with accepting me.”

Jada knew what he meant by that. He thought she had been sleeping around and if she had she wouldn’t be as tight as she usually is. Her body would be open and receptive to him no matter what. That’s just it she never cheated on him!

He grabbed her by the chin and said sweetly, “I’m going to fuck you good tonight.”
She started to protest, but he cut it off with another kiss. Jada moaned in distress.
He kissed her greedily. As he did so, he realizes how much he has missed this. He wanted her with a force right now. After a moment, Maxwell stopped and took a step back. She tried again to let him know that she had been faithful and he put his finger to her lips, “No more lies. You have done your damage to me. You broke me Jada.” She looked at him now with sadness. She hurt him so bad.
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That shit wasn’t easy. Then this time I see you flanked around men. You let them touch and kiss you! I wanted to KILL THEM!!”

Jada remembers something he said before…
“Let me tell you something, wife! I will kill that fucking bastard with my bare hands before I would allow you to go ANYWHERE with him!”

She left with Jacob anyway and this is where she is. Her husband wants to destroy her as she destroyed him.

“Maxwell I’m