My Ex-wife: I beg you to come back

uld fall apart at any moment. She ate dinner alone, showered, changed into her pajamas,

she was so sleepy. Gradually, though, the sensation grew stronger. Bella woke up but remained still

Bella pleaded, pushing his hand away. She tried to op

persisted in his own way. He was always domineering, never

refuse any of his demands, so she stopped speaking and passively accepted everything, lett

w she felt. Once he was done, he went to

nd was reduced to sex. It seemed there was no communication beyond that. Every time, Mason would

she fulfilled his intense sexual demands whether he wanted oral sex or to release in her mo

s-unnecessary to care for or cherish, just used when needed and discarded afterwards. Ever

what they needed-Bella needed money to save her mother, and Mason needed a compliant,

hree years would be enough time for Mason to fall in lov

rgery equipment and shares in several private hospitals inherited from his fami

is face like a sculpture-nearly perfect. Back then, Mason was already an outstanding specialist while Bella was a new

d of water in the bathroom. Mason's plane landed at thre

htly as a corner of the quilt was lifted. Bella caught a faint scent of freshness. The bedside lamp cast a

separated by an invisible wall. Aside from making l

while, Bella looked at Mason, who

asleep?"

son's voice sounded a bit impati

complete darkness. She quietly picked up her pajamas and und