44. Jessica.

"Didn't I warn you not to tell your husband?" The message reads, and my heart sinks.

Oh God, I groan internally, pacing around in the bathroom, my heart pounding and cold sweat breaking all over my body. Taking in a deep breath, I make to reply.

"I didn't tell him anything. He figured it out on his own." I type back to him, holding my breath as I click on send.

"He did? So he must've known about us beforehand. You've really progressed in your relationship. But I do not care about that." He replies back and I bite my lower lip, awaiting the next text.

"When I give you an order, I expect you to follow it to the end. For this, you will be punished so you know I am not joking about this."

The message causes me to reel to a stop. What the hell does he mean? Don't you dare! I type back, but I'm almost hyperventilating, my hands shaking. The message doesn't deliver and I know he's out of reach once more. Resisting the urge to pull out my hair in frustration, I turn on the tap and let out a s