Doomed.

I was doomed, the day I signed my marriage certificate outside the court. I wasn't invited inside the office, nor I was taken to the church, and the priest was never around during my married life. There was just Mother, Mr and Mrs Carter, their lawyer and one officer.

Later, I was dragged by James to his car where he dropped me at his and Willa's mansion and at night, I lost my virginity to him… Unfortunately.

Like 17 years old being, I hoped it to be my nightmare and prayed for a fairy tale. A miracle for my marriage. I was scared….no, I was terrified when Dr Lillian Morris announced my pregnancy. I was alone. I needed someone to assure me that everything will be fine. Mother was on top of the world, while Mr Carter provided a bonus to his company. He gifted a system that his company will provide vacation allowance to every employee irrespective of their post.

Except Emmeline Carter, Everyone celebrated. I was optimistic back then, I dreamed that James would be with me after my pregnancy. I promised George that I would be back to complete my education, hoped that after I am settled with James, I could go back to school to complete my education. But that never happened.

Even, a few minutes back, I dreamed of punishing James for his unaccepted behaviour with me but right now, all I see is James.

I accepted the kiss and pulled James to the nearest couch… “Last time”, I was assuring myself. I used to clean his office, I know where the couch is… it's our last time because, after tonight, I will not return to James.

Stopping at the edge of the couch, James stopped. “Do you know how you look, right now?”

I shook my head with the doubt that how he could see me. It's still a little dark. I wonder how he managed to the papers in the dim light.

“You look perfect, tonight.” He whispered with his husky voice in my left ear.

“You are drunk.”

“No, I am in my senses now.” He chuckled and scooped me up on his shoulder like I weight nothing, before leaving the office.

“No….no….” I panicked. “Where are you taking me?”

“To our bed.” James didn't stop.

“Staff.....”

“Norma set the rule many years back… No one is allowed in the mansion after 11.”

“I don't want to… "I stopped when I realised that he is not taking me to Willa and his bedroom. He continued to walk towards the forbidden zone of the mansion. I was never allowed, even Norma warned me about it. It belongs to James… Only James. Even Willa was never allowed.

I struggled, but then I gave up and frustratingly hung on his shoulder, with a signed affidavit in my arms. My way to freedom. I can write anything on the paper with the signature James. And, James will have to agree to it. Because, apparently, he signed them.

James hasn't taken the paper yet because He is drunk and will eventually pass out. He drunks a lot. Alcoholic man. This man is not in his senses. I don't want Jamie to be like him. Alcoholic, abusive.

With a click, when James opened the door and immediately tossed me on the bed.

“You need to gain weight,” James commented.

“Why?”

“Doesn't matter… You are perfect.” He chuckled and took off his shirt.

I was about to protest but stopped when he crawled towards me and took the chance to touch him. 16 years of marriage with 4 pregnancies, and I never touched James. He never allowed me even to look at him. But today, I get to touch him… Just this first time is our last time.

Taking the affidavits away, “Did you feed him from these boobs?” He appeared to be busy.

“I am not telling you this.” I denied the answer. He has spoken to me with such language many times, but today, I feel red… I could feel redness on my cheeks and heat in my core.

“Hmm.....” He hummed and yanked me beneath him by pulling my legs. I left him bending down towards me in the dark and then, a click..... With this, he switched on the light. And, now, I could see him. He is above me, shirtless, this time, he looks invested in us…but what is the use — he is 16 years late.

“I want Jamie.” I blurted noticing the peace lily at the corner which symbolises purity, prosperity, innocence, peace, and sympathy.

“Granted.” He didn't waste time with a reply, And another thing he did was… He took off my blouse… Calmly, patiently, gently.

I noticed his eyes shone with excitement like a kid won a trophy.

“Did they do this to you?” He asked.

“They?”

“My kids.” He slipped the sleeves of my plain cotton bra and cupped my left breast. “Breastfeeding is a miracle for babies and mothers.”

I nodded. I was speechless with James. He was adoring my body. I was never confident with my body, but I feel better now. A handsome man, adoring me… My body.

He didn't say anything and undid my bra, leaving me topless in front of my husband. I have been naked in front of him so many times, but today, it feels like it's the first time. And, he didn't waste time before latching on them like a hungry kid.

I shrieked with surprise. But he didn't stop. What Is wrong with him?

“Mrs Carter..... Do you still feed our son?” James asked, changing the side of the breast.

“Sometimes.....” I caressed his black hair… Silky, soft… Warm. Familiar. The same hair that Cherish and Jamie has.

He groaned and bite my right breast. “You are still producing milk.” He licked my nipples like he had chocolate.

I flinched in little discomfort and realised what he said. “Did you suck milk out of my breast?” I shrieked again.

Ignoring me, James left my breast and left me on his bed… Alone, with my thoughts.

What was that?

What I am doing?

I am alone, laying half-naked in my husband bed, when my goal was to get a signed affidavit so that I could write anything in it. I intended to get my kids, my right. But now, I am stuck with the thought of James….just James… Only James.

The chain of my thoughts was broken by another pull. This time, I was pulled at the edge of the bed and James was taking off their skirt and underwear. This time, I watched his concentrated move. He is busy with full concentration like he is solving a puzzle.

I gasped when I felt James at the entrance of my vagina.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Are you kid?” He raised his eyebrow and sighed. “I am about to bury my junior inside your heated core And then I will pull out, and again I will enter in it… I will continue to do it until we reach the orgasm.” He whispered like a secret. “While making you scream, I am planning to drink milk to get energy.” He bent down and took a lungful of breath, stopping my breast.

What is wrong with him? And me?

I cried in little discomfort when he was inside me without any warning. He groaned and pressed my waist into the mattress, before pulling it out.

“Relax.” He mumbled and entered again. This time, he stopped and looked at me with hooded eyes.

Taking off my glasses, I noticed signed affidavits. “Last time,” I mumbled before I wrapped my legs around his waist, to tighten my grip over him.

He took the signs and started pounding into me.

In.

Out.

Deep.

Out.

With power, when he pushed himself inside me, I felt pain in my breasts cupped them to prevent them from moving, but James stopped me and took my breast in his mouth while thrusting to me.

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“Oh, God….” I can't even concentrate on anything. He is consuming me.

Hearing my voice, James increased his pace. And, within a few minutes, I heard, our bodies completely fitting into each other. His body over mine… Like solved puzzle.

Increasing his pace, he held my waist mercilessly and continue to slide in and out. His inhumane speed increased when I felt my legs giving up.

He grunted when I felt my legs going stiff.

“Almost there….” He said before stopping. I did feel his body relaxing like he achieved something.

“Are you sleeping?” I asked James who is cuddling me with me.

“Hmm.....” His voice was normal this time. Is he coming to his senses?

“James?” I called him again.

“Mm.....” He rolled to the other side.

I hugged him from his back, and I inhaled his scent for the last time. “I wish if this was for forever.”

“Even I wish,” James said. His words caught me off guard. He is in his senses.

“I… I… I am sorry.” I got out of the bed, stammering and naked.

Catching my forearm, James pulled me close. “Stay.” He said.

“I am sorry….” I cried. “I didn't want to ruin your relationship with Dr Harrington.”

“What?” He was confused before speaking. “We did twice… We are not serious.”

“I saw your photo with… A boy. Your son.” I am a crying mess.

“He calls me dad… He is not my son. I have one son… With you.” He moves toward me.

“Stop…” I demanded and he stopped.

Wearing my dress, I was walking towards the door. When James called me, “Mrs Carter.” He is still naked in front of me, with a signed affidavit in his hands.

“You are forgetting this.” He said.

“I..... I….” I couldn't speak. He knows what I am doing. I am a criminal.

“You deserve this….” He said.

Taking the paper, I tried to open the door when James caged me in between him and the door. “Don't worry… About divorce… "He whispered. “You are not my wife….”

I stopped.

“I never submitted the marriage certificate.” He added. “We simply signed the papers… I still have it in my office.”

Turning back, I slapped him. “You fooled me for years….” I was raging.

He wanted to say something… Everything, but he didn't.

Taking the stop of our conversation, I walked out of the room.

“I am getting my kids from you….” I yelled, challenging him.

James followed me while wearing his sweatpants. “Our kids”

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