Madison Rose Arellano agreed to marry a man named Marco Gavino Moretti in order to save her family's business. She had never met or even faced this man in person. All she knew about him were the negative views and opinions of other people. While she was afraid to marry someone she didn't know would treat her well, she was more afraid of what her father might do if she didn't follow his wishes. But how can she be a good wife to the person she married when, on the very first night, after their passionate union, he leaves her. No goodbyes, no words left behind. When she wake up... he's gone.
View MoreThat evening, I conveyed the message from Papa to Marco. He reassured me, promising that he would ensure nothing unfortunate happened and that Papa wouldn't escape justice. He vowed to prevent Papa from getting away."You know, I used to pray for liberation from Papa's abuse. And now that he's imprisoned, I still struggle to find inner peace. It's as if, even though I know he can no longer harm me, his presence continues to haunt me." It's a part of my traumatic experience. If you have endured a lifetime of pain, I can't fathom the depth of it. Despite undergoing therapy, there are certain memories that are challenging to erase.Marco enveloped me in a tender embrace, our hands intertwining as he gently caressed my thumb. A smile formed on my face. It's still surreal to comprehend that he loves me. It all feels like an enchanting reverie."We each carry our own inner scars, Maddie. If you haven't experienced trauma, consider yourself fortunate. It's common for people to dismiss the st
I was taken aback by their final statement. Did my father really kill Mama? How could this be? I glanced at Marco, but he remained fixated on my father as the police escorted him away. But Mama passed away from an illness, right? Wasn't that the truth? Did it mean that my suspicions about my father were correct?The weight of this realization hit me, and I instinctively covered my mouth."What? I never killed Olivia! I would never hurt my wife!"I observed my father's resistance as the police guided him out of Marco's office. It was hard to comprehend as he vehemently denied any involvement in Mama's death."I am innocent! I did not cause Olivia's death! I am the one being wronged here! Why are you arresting me?" My father's words were directed at Marco. "Moretti, you're a heartless monster! You hold me captive without any evidence! Release me! I am innocent..."His plea was abruptly cut short as the office door shut.The room fell into silence, and I remained in a state of shock, eve
Upon returning home, I went straight to our bedroom. Perhaps Marco noticed my silence, but he didn't disturb me. I needed this solitude because my mind was consumed by numerous thoughts.As I settled into bed, Marco pulled me close, comforting me with his presence. I clasped his hand, seeking reassurance in the darkness, desperate not to feel alone.Unable to bear the silence any longer, I mustered the courage to break it. "Marco, what was your conversation with Dr. Alessandra about earlier?" I inquired, my voice betraying my longing for answers.I could feel Marco's warm breath on the back of my neck as he responded, "Don't dwell on it. It wasn't anything significant-"Interrupting him, I shifted my body to face him directly in the dimly lit room. "Is it possible that my father's abuse didn't start after Mama's death? Could he have been hurting us even before she passed away? And what about Mama? Is it possible that my father caused her death, rather than an illness?”For quite some
I have a scheduled session with Dr. Alessandra today. Our discussions cover various topics, even those that are not necessarily traumatic for me. Sometimes we delve into challenging moments in my life, while other times we focus on happier experiences. However, one topic we have yet to explore is my childhood.I provided her with some background information about my childhood. Like many others, I experienced a difficult period following my mother's death when my father caused me harm. This is the extent of what I have shared with Dr. Alessandra thus far. Prior to that, I hadn't revealed much because, to be honest..."You look incredible, Maddie. Your happiness is palpable, and your radiant smile is a testament to that. During our last conversation, you were stressed due to issues with your husband. I assume you have resolved those matters?""Absolutely!" I exclaimed joyfully. Our relationship has truly flourished, and I recently discovered that Marco feels the same way too. The though
Marco lay back on the bed, and I got up. I stroked his cock, sucking it again, before repositioning myself. We hadn't tried this position before because Marco usually had control."I want to sit on your cock..." I said, realizing my face might be beyond salvage at this point.I positioned myself, and as I lowered myself onto Marco's cock, I looked up. Grinding against it, I aimed to bring pleasure to both of us. Once I felt ready, I slowly took him in.The feeling was entirely different when I was on top. I had complete control of my movements.Marco held onto my hips and, despite being beneath me, he began to thrust. He passionately kissed my lips and gently bit them."If only you could see how erotic your expression is right now," he said while observing me closely. I continued to moan as I moved and rocked back and forth. "I want to capture this image of you in my memory, so I won't forget it. So I can remember it every time," he said before kissing me again.I moaned when Marco st
When I arrived home, Marco was still not there. Heading to the bedroom, I settled in to wait for his return. Restlessness washed over me as the minutes ticked by, leaving me to ponder his inexplicable absence. Despite my contemplation, I couldn't conjure a plausible explanation for his actions.If Carson's suspicions were valid and his absence was indeed due to me, the question lingered: why? Our paths had never crossed, and we had never engaged in any meaningful interactions before. His recent display of kindness towards me felt out of character.Right on schedule, at five o'clock, Marco finally arrived. As the door swung open, our fleeting eye contact revealed starkly contrasting emotions. For him, it seemed like just another ordinary day, but for me, everything had changed.As he entered the bathroom, it took only a few moments before he emerged, making his way towards the walk-in closet. He appeared without his shirt, revealing a physique that would have normally captivated me. Bu
It had been a few days since our argument, and I found myself no longer clinging to him in the same way. Uncertain of how to show affection without any sign of reconciliation, I felt a shift in my behavior towards him.At home, I sat in front of the TV, my gaze fixed on the screen even though I had little interest in what was playing. The movie happened to be a romance, a genre I typically enjoyed, but it failed to resonate with me at that moment.Suddenly, my cellphone began to ring. Without checking the caller ID, I picked it up from its spot beside me and answered, saying, "Hello..." Initially assuming it was Marco or one of my friends, my eyes widened when I heard a man's voice on the other end."Maddie?"Damn, it was Carson!I quickly surveyed my surroundings, ensuring there was no chance of anyone overhearing our conversation. Taking a deep breath, I prepared myself. While I had nothing to hide, the mere mention of talking to Carson could spur jealousy in Marco, leading to anoth
After hanging out with my friends, I arrived back home and sensed an improvement in my mood. My mind was no longer as scattered or consumed by deep contemplation as it had been before. Marco's profound sadness, which I witnessed that night, had been troubling me. Although I was eager to uncover the cause, I recognized the importance of respecting Marco's readiness to share or not.Regarding the matter of having children, we could defer discussing it to a later occasion. It's possible that Marco has already made a decision and is currently committed to it. However, it remains probable that he might change his stance in the future. We just need to wait for the right moment to broach the topic again.I found myself in Marco's study room, which he often used as his workspace when he wasn't in the office. Although I knew he wouldn't be returning home anytime soon due to his heavy workload, I already yearned for his presence. The thought of calling him and expressing my desire crossed my mi
Without exchanging words, Marco went straight to our room, and I quietly trailed behind. There was an unspoken tension between us as we avoided making eye contact. Upon entering the room, I came to a halt. The weight of my concerns was too heavy to ignore. While I understood that not everyone desired children, they held a significant place in our marriage. I craved understanding Marco's reasons or intentions, even if they didn't involve having children immediately, just to ease my restless thoughts."Marco," I called out to him, but he remained with his back turned towards me, unfazed by my words. "I want to have a baby."My hand tightened, anticipating his reaction. He froze as my words sank in, revealing that this was a topic he had anticipated but dreaded discussing. His reactions alone conveyed a wealth of meaning, leaving me feeling like I already had my answer, even though no words were exchanged.Marco slowly pivoted, reluctantly meeting my gaze. His eyes mirrored the darkness
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