A Decade-long Marriage
Language: en
Ten years of marriage, and Julian Thorne, the man who’d doted on me so deeply, was keeping another woman. On a day I was visiting my family's graves, a somber occasion, they chose that moment to indulge their illicit desires. In a public restroom at the cemetery, they defiled each other. I found them. Afterwards, he held me captive. "You pathetic, parentless old hag, still dreaming you're some high-society heiress? The Hayes empire, your family's legacy, is mine now!" Verbal abuse, whips, boiling water. He even let his bastard son lock me away with ravenous vermin, to be gnawed…