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"So you like it." He said and Amelia couldn't say anything. She was Just looking at him, her heart racing, hoping he would go back and keep sucking her. ",You know what? I hates that you like this. I'm Just sucking you because I like how you taste." He said and Amelia felt butterfly in her stomach. It was one of the sweetest thing he has heard from him."Stop talking and keep sucking that pussy." She said within herself, hoping he doesn't hear it. Just as if he heard and obeyed, he went back and began to suck her. This time, he spread her lips and was sucking the inner flesh."Ohhhhhh! Ahhh!" Amelia screamed, aching her back as he sucked her clitoris. The sensation was beyond control. Rothchild indeed knew how to drive a woman crazy. He slot his finger into her and began to finger her as he sucked her. Soon, she began to feel an unfamiliar sensation. It was heavy and beyond control. "Please stop and fuck me. I need your dick right now. Oohhhhhh!" She trie
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*Few weeks later*Amelia was out, tending to the garden when she heard her name from inside. She threw the rake down in anger and walked out of the mansion, into the street. She was cautious not to run into any incoming vehicle as she walked. She shoved her hands into her coat's pocket as she reminisced on the events from the second night since they moved into the new house. She remembered how Rothschild had promised not to touch her unless it was out of her own accord, but she had been tricked. That night was the last night she had had any rest. Rothschild was draining her to the extent her clothes could barely fit her. It had been only two weeks since they moved into their new home but she had already become a full-time housewife and her movements were restricted. Amelia stopped walking as soon as she came across a clothing store. She admired a mini red dress she saw in the store. "I guess I may have to come here to shop for new clothes since my old ones are already really loose
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"What?!" Amelia exclaimed as she released her hand and legs. "I know you heard me well." He said as he began to unbuckle his belt. "But we've done three times already today." "I'm not still satisfied, and Instead of arguing, why don't you be a good wife and do as I say." He smirked as he grew harder. "Rothschild, look at me!" She yelled, standing up. "I have lost a lot of weight because of you, I look pale and ugly and it's all your fault." "How is that my fault?" He asked, feigning ignorance. "You don't give me any breaks at all. All you demand from me is sex sex sex, you don't even show me a single iota of love, you just fuck me at every chance you get." Rothschild suddenly burst out laughing. "You must be stupid to think I married you for love, now take your clothes, else I'm going to tear it myself.""Can you at least just give me a break?" Her tone in her voice shifted. "No breaks for you, madam." He said and began to approach her. Suddenly, Amelia's phone rang in her po
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Rothschild couldn't deny the fact that he was a bit scared that Amelia had fainted. Who must have called her. He picked up the phone that had shattered to the ground, put the phone back together, and switched it on. He appeared rather calm as he went through Amelia's call logs and dialed the number that had just called her. He shot her a glance as the call went through. "Hello, who the hell is this?" Rothschild asked immediately the person at the other end picked up the call. "You just made my wife faint." "Is...is this Mr. Rothschild?" The person asked. "Yes, it is...""I've tried to reach you but I couldn't so I decided to call your wife's phone instead." Rothschild remembered that he had left his own phone in the bedroom so he wouldn't have been able to hear it ring. "You haven't answered my own question yet. Who the hell are you?" Rothschild asked again. "My name is...""You know what, I don't care what your name is, just tell me what you told Amelia that made her faint. Wh
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Barely a week after Rothschild's father had died, he had begun selling off his father's landed property. Amelia had tried to confront him about how he was spending recklessly but he put her in her place and told her never to talk about the issue again. "Rothschild I need money to get new clothes, my old ones can't stay in one place on my body, it's too loose." Amelia summoned the courage to tell him one day. Amelia was never afraid of asking him for money, besides his bank account must be racking up to millions of dollars, but what she was more afraid of was Rothschild's response. "And where am I supposed to get the money you want me to give you?" He questioned sternly. "What do you mean by that? What happened to all the money you got from spending your father's lands?" "How dare you question me?!" He said with anger laced in his tone. Amelia saw how his expression had quickly shifted from indifference to anger but she wasn't concerned. With all the money that he had acquired, if
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Amelia had quickly cleaned the house as Rothschild had instructed to avoid his wrath. As soon as she was done, she was in the kitchen preparing lunch for Rothschild when she heard the doorbell ring. "Hold on, I'm coming." She shouted from the kitchen. She quickly rinsed her hands and dried them on her clothes before she walked out to attend to the door. "Who's that?" She asked again when the doorbell rang, but no response came in. She hesitated for a moment before she finally opened the door to a woman whose breast could barely fit into her dress. "Who are you and what is a dirty hag like yourself doing here?" The lady at the door asked Amelia scornfully, as she eyed her from her head down to her toes. Amelia thought she hadn't heard well. "Excuse me, what did you say?" Amelia asked, just to be sure that she heard what the woman said. "Have you suddenly gone deaf? You dirty-looking scum," The woman fired. At this point, Amelia was fueled with rage. Out of anger, she slappe
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Amelia's face was soaked with tears as she walked back inside the house. She was finding it hard to wrap her head around what had just unfolded. "This can't be happening to me." She said, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably. "Rothschild had the guts to not only bring another woman into our house but also kiss her in front of me." Different thoughts were running through Amelia's head concurrently. She knew fully well that even if Rothschild brought in as many women as he wanted, there was nothing she could do about it. She didn't believe that Rothschild would betray her this way after all the love she had shown to him. Heartbroken was an understatement to what she felt, she was utterly devastated. She walked back into the house with her shoulders drooped. As soon as she got into the house, she could hear screams of the lady coming from upstairs and the loud moans of Rothschild she knew fully well what was happening. She tried to block out the noise but there was
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As the days went by, Amelia noticed that Rothschild had started to distance himself from her. He barely spoke to her and had barely touched her for weeks. Amelia was growing incessantly worried. She couldn't remember the last time Rothschild had spoken to her, not even to criticize her. All of a sudden, Rothschild had stopped bringing in women and none of them ever visited and that was when Amelia knew that something was wrong. Initially, she had thought that Rothschild had decided to change and stop bringing women home but when he started avoiding Amelia like a plague, Amelia knew that there was more to his sudden change in attitude. One morning, while Amelia was cleaning the bedroom she shared on most nights with Rothschild, she came across a paper that was underneath the dresser. Amelia wanted to sweep it away since it looked like ordinary paper to her but the inscription on the paper made her have second thoughts about throwing the paper away. She picked it up and to her g
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