Who's The Legal Wife? Free Preview

I'm now dressed in a Maxi Red Dress with Long Puffy Sleeve Tulle Backless Vestido, which is often worn at formal gatherings, in order to seem as a villain in the film, similar to what I watch on television. I also paired it with a pair of black stilettos that will surely make a splash on the floor.

I now have two security guards with me for the scenes that I will be doing today.

They opened the front door. It seems as if my husband has not yet arrived at the house and is still working to support his mistress.

As soon as they opened the door, I was greeted by his mistress, who was seated on the couch, laughing at the lady I had assumed to be her friend. She was simply wearing a white clothes, which reminded me of my husband's clothing in several ways.

"As they say, when you dump garbage in your kingdom, your castle will eventually become trash." I drew my arms over my chest and stared at her from head to toe.

She released the juice she was holding, so her friend was surprised while she was obviously terrified.

“Oh my. Why? What is it about you that makes you look stupid like that? Don't you think it's reasonable to expect the legal wife to return to her own home?"

"What are you doing here—"

“No. What are you doing here? Isn't this my house? Take a look at how filthy you've made my place. Even the floor you walk on has been defiled by your uncleanliness."

When she didn't answer, I didn't move my attention away from her but asked the two guards beside me. "Take all of my stuff and put them in my husband's room, and throw away any women's apparel you come across that you think belongs to this woman."

“Wait! What are you talking about?! You're not allowed to do that!"

"And what makes you believe that?"

“That is mine and Leo’s room! You can’t touch it.”

It seemed as if my ears were rapidly throbbing as a result of what she had spoken to me. I saw another glass of juice on the table, which I believe to have been used by her buddy.

When I got that, I stepped in front of her. I slowly poured the juice over her head. "There, a refreshing glass of juice to help you wake up and get out of your nightmare."

My hand reached out to take her hand and gave the glass when the juice was gone. "I'm assuming you've also used this glass, since it's dirty. Now, take it home with you because I do not want to get infected with your sickness."

I moved away from her, but she didn't seem to be really considering losing. "Leo is going to find out what you did to me!"

“Go ahead, tell him. Would you want me to accompany you?" I looked at her with an arched brow.

"Uggghhh!" In between raising and lowering her chest, she flung the glass I had given her on the floor.

I turned away from her with a grin on my face. As I was ready to take the first step up the stairwell, I turned to face her. "Take care of your mess. Given the fact that you've been my guest for two years, my maids were still the one who cleaned your dirt. And, more importantly, where will you live if you are forcibly removed from here?"

She looked at me with a piercing gaze as her companion ceased speaking. "Don't worry, I won't cause any problems. I would just give you the couch, bed, and other objects that you have already touched so that you may put them to use yourself. In addition, it is filthy; thus, it is no longer usable."

When I reached the top, I saw that the guards had removed all of her belongings. When I heard the sound of Leo's car approaching, I went inside the room and I hastily peeked out the window to check whether they were still there.

As soon as I peered, my husband quickly looked up at me as he wrapped his arms around the sobbing Erin Madison and he could kill me with his stares. My tolerance had finally run out, so I shut the window.

I'm not likely to acknowledge it. It aches, and my eyes seem to be on fire. I can't bear the pain I'm experiencing.

When I heard the vehicle again, I knew he had already driven his lover to a location of her choosing. Because of my frailty, I was forced to sit up in bed. Nothing seemed to have changed after two years, despite the passage of time. I'm still here, stuck. My heart is still in this home, and I'm finding issues dealing with the two of them.

*slam*

When I heard the thunderous slamming of the door, I turned to face it and saw my husband, who had locked his blazing eyes on me. What else should I be prepared for?

I thought he went out with her.

He yanked my arm so hard that I was able to stand up.

"What were you thinking when you did that to Erin?!?"

Erin is back in the picture. I took my arm away from his and fixed him with a searing glare. "Then, what should I do?"

"You should have waited until I returned! You shouldn't have wounded her in the first place! Why did you come back ?!”

His final phrase triggered the bomb that was already exploding inside of me.

I gave him a loud slap.

"Is it normal to expect me to sit here and wait for your arrival while the one causing our marriage to implode is here? And what wounds are you talking about? You cannot blame me if your mistress is a stupid, considering I did not even touch that woman's finger!"

I feigned a laugh while looking at him with a cold expression. “Why did I come back? What do you think?"

I walked to him and intentionally bumped his arm. "Try to bring that woman back here and I'll put you both in jail."

"Blossom!"

"Blossom, come back here!"

"Fuck you!" I raised my middle finger and showed it to him.

Let's see who will be left with the two of us after everything is said and done. There will be no separation or divorce.

Blossom’s Point of view

“Asshooleee! ~” I banged my head on the bar counter, slammed my glass, and after that, I screamed. There will be no one here to picture me when I'm drowning in liquor, I'm certain of that.

It is also tough to be a model since, in the eyes of many, we are frequently a product of the media. After all, it's an exclusive bar. I'm sure my identity is secure because I'm not the only one who's notable here. There are too many corporate leaders, celebrities, and other well-known figures.

I took the bottle to check whether it was still half, but I didn't notice that it was starting to run out of wine. I took a peek around because the amount of talk among the guests was steadily becoming stronger and more numerous.

I am still hopeful that Leo followed me.

I know. I know in my heart that I don't have to hold out much hope anymore, yet... I can't help but believe that our relationship will continue to work out in the end.

I snatched the bottle of wine and began to play with it. My palm rested on my chin as if I was very problematic. I'm sulking as I open the bottle of wine to pour it into my glass.

However, just as its lips were about to rest on the mouth of my glass, a hand reached out and took my hand all by itself.

My pupils dilated as I looked above it. He grabbed the bottle of wine from my grasp and seized it from me. I looked at the guy with a sleepy expression on my face and saw that his face was serious and that it was frowning. He is also wearing business attire.

But as soon as it dawned on me who it was, I sprang to my feet and kicked him in the shin. “Storm! You nasty asshole!"

“Ouch! What is your problem again?” He lifted the foot that was kicked and I stepped on, he then continued to growl..

"I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for your cousin's meddling in my marriage!"

"Is it my fault that your husband doesn't like you?"

"What are you talking about?!" I pushed him rapidly, and we were unlucky to get their attention almost instantly.

“What? Isn't it clear that it wasn't my cousin's mistake that your husband had a thing for her? Anyway, why is that thing such a big deal to you? You don't like him either, do you?”

Because of what he stated, I came to a complete stop. Storm Madison, Erin's cousin. He is my best friend but since Leo and I became married, I haven't told him other things. As much as I didn't want to destroy Leo's reputation with him, I still had hope in my heart — that maybe Leo would like me as much as I liked him.

Leo, on the other hand, fell in love with his cousin, not with me. Likewise, I'm not sure how they met until the point when Leo refused to return home, at which point images of them covertly dating began to circulate.

"Whatever!" I grabbed my bag and marched out the door.

“Blossom, answer me. Do you like your husband too?”

I was completely unaware that he had followed me to the parking lot. I didn't slow down, but he came up with me just as I was about to pull up in front of my vehicle. Because I was intoxicated, I had difficulty walking correctly and inserting the key into the lock on the door.

"Blossom."

My intentions to enter were about to be accomplished when he intervened and stopped me from shutting the door. “Blossom—”

“Why do you care if I like my husband or not? If I have his last name, then it's likely acceptable and legal, wouldn’t it?”

"But you know that he has a special relationship with my cousin—"

“Special? So, what exactly do you want me to do? Adjust for the two of them even if I should be the one aggrieved?” I stepped out of my vehicle and confronted him. Ignoring the fact that I felt dizzy, I pushed myself to stand.

“Is that what you want? That I just let them be happy?”

“No, Blossom. That's not what I want to say.”

"Yet, that is how your words have been delivered to me." I told him bitterly. "I had been under the illusion that you were my sole defender, Storm. I was wrong because you, too, want them to live their life like nothing happened.”

I didn't wait for him to complete his lecture before getting into my car and pulling over. I even saw him try to catch up with me, but I was racing too quickly. My head is still throbbing.

Why is it that everyone is my adversary? Why do they always make me look bad? Isn't it reasonable to expect them to be more favorable to me?

When I couldn't take it any longer, I pulled over to the side of the road and screamed from inside my car. For some reason, I had to hold my chest because it was so tight and it seemed like I was about to run out of breath.

“Why? Why? Why? Ahhhh!” The screaming continued until I was hitting my chest to stop the ache and tightness to make it end.

Even my parents were not on my side when it came to fighting for me. As soon as they discovered that Leo had been cheating, they wanted me to just let him do his cheating and go on with my life. They pleaded with me to remain in the marriage, insisting that even if it was just for business purposes or just for them. But... I gave up all of my happiness in order to please them. When I learned that Leo was cheating on me, I wanted to end our relationship, but my parents insisted that I could have a travel trip and think things over.

I did what they asked of me, so after two years, I went back to make Leo and Erin suffer, but I had no idea that I would have to endure twice as much as they did as a result of my actions.

I bowed my head at the steering wheel but I also quickly lifted it with a light hitting my eye and a familiar car stopped in front of me.

Without a doubt, it’s Leo.

Blossom’s Point of view

Even though it was dark, I could clearly see his angry face coming towards me, so I quickly locked all my car doors. My vehicle is tinted, so I'm certain he won't be able to see me. I sat back in the seat and rested my head on the back of the chair since my head was aching much more. I can almost feel like it's being ripped apart.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, he slammed his fist through the glass of my vehicle, and I nearly fell out of my seat. Even though it was just for a few moments, it seemed as if my heart had dropped to my chest. I continued to ignore him. After accusing me of hurting her demon mistress, he has come to face me. What is it for? And how did he know I was here in the first place?

*Shattered*

When I saw that my other window had been broken, my soul awoke. The whites of my eyes widened when I saw that his elbow was already bleeding.

He broke the window with his elbow.

"Are you insane ?!" The worry on my countenance was swiftly removed after I shrieked at him and instantly woke up that he might see my worry for him.

"It's the most recent model of the vehicle brand I buy, and you just destroy the window!"

"I don't give a damn. I'd like you to come with me right now. "

"And why would I do anything like that—" When he walked through the door and removed the lock off my door, I couldn't finish what I was saying. He turned immediately to the other side and opened the door for me.

"Where are you taking me?"

“You have too many questions. All you have to do is obey me."

He instantly grabbed my arm and didn't even bother to wait for me to finish speaking. As he hauled me into his car, I could hear a faint mumble from him.

"They have already arrived."

When he stated that, a swarm of vehicles began to approach us from our directions.

What exactly is going on? Are they paparazzi again? I want them to disturb me when I'm with Leo, but now is not the perfect moment for them to come because I'm still dealing with my headache.

“Wait! My bag!”

“Fuck your bag! I'll just buy you hundreds of them.” He unlocked the backseat door and flung me in there like I was some kind of disposable item.

I would have wanted to question why he was in such a rush to get away but I had no idea what I would find inside his vehicle.

"Surely you don't know what the word shameful is, do you?" I'm not sure who my query is intended for. It doesn't matter whether it's Leo or Erin. If my drunkenness seemed to be subsiding earlier, it appears to be returning again.

"Blossom, I'll just drop her off at her friend's house."

“Why do you feel responsible about her or even where she is going? Are you her driver? If she knows how to get to my property, she should be able to figure out how to go back home."

During the ride, there was a lengthy period of quiet between the three of us. My throat felt as if it were about to give up, and I had no concept how to respond. I also can't open my lip. What am I doing in the backseat, making myself seem as though I am a third wheel to them?

“Why don't you just divorce Leo? If you do that, it will make everything much simpler for the three of us. Because of this, Leo can count on the support of my family and our enterprises."

"Who asked your opinion?"

I could plainly see how she dropped to her head thanks to the rearview mirror of Leo's car.

“Ha! Stop the car!” When I saw that Leo had taken her hand and coupled the two of them, I couldn't keep my wrath under control.

“Blossom, don't come down, I'm warning you that many reporters have tailed us. You are well informed that not only will we be damned, but so will our parents as well. I'm telling you, I'm really just going to drop her off at her friend's place."

"Who told you I was the one who will be leaving out?"

*Screeeecchhhh*

If it hadn't been for my seatbelt, I may have taken a flight. My legs were already crossed as I sat ecstatically, as if to alert them that I had won the title.

"What do you mean?" Erin's expression had changed to one of rage. The rapidity with which this lady adjusted her expression as if nothing had occurred was likewise impressive. Where had her sorrowful expression gone before?

“Oh. The car has come to a stop, so get out."

"Blossom!" Leo called me with a firm voice."

"Are you coming down or will I come down here to announce that your relationship is still not over? Two people who are both well-liked and respected, their personalities are nonetheless disgusting." I snatched the door and was ready to come out when Leo spoke.

"Erin, please, come out."

"Are you serious?"

“Please. I'll just call you later.”

My smile reached the sky and I didn't even bother to hide it from them. Erin opened the door, but she took a moment to glance at me before walking away.

"Shoo!" I raised my hand and acted like I was pushing her away.

Leo started the vehicle as soon as she closed the door behind her. The two of us were immersed in a deafening quiet. Despite the fact that it was only dimly lit outside, I peeked out the window.

"You would actually do everything merely to preserve her name and reputation the purest." It's impossible to ignore my scathing tone. "Does it genuinely describe how you feel about her?"

“Yes. And she will never be the same as you."

My fingers trembled, and the words spilled out of my lips of their own.

“Really? Would you mind trying me out in bed to see if what you're saying is true?"

Blossom’s Point of view

"Don't make a fool of yourself."

I didn't bother pushing any more. I gazed out the window once again, without letting him see that I was hurt.

"Yeah... That's right. You're not going to lie to her."

I raced inside the house when he hadn't properly parked the car when we arrived home, and my tears immediately began to pour as I stepped. My vision grew more clouded as a result of the liquor I consumed at the same time.

As I sprinted up the steps, a hand suddenly coiled around my waist and pulled me back down.

When I raised my eyes to meet him, I saw his serious expression and clenched jaw. His grasp on my waist became even tighter as he drew me further closer to him, until there was no more room between the two of us.

"W-what do you want?"

"You're well aware that you'll come to regret your hasty choice tomorrow."

Looking at him with my bravest eyes, I answered. “No, I won’t.”

I felt like a stump, laying on our bed, clueless of what to do next. I literally lay there on the bed watching him, my face flushed with thoughts and feelings. Why didn't he turn off the light? I'm still wearing my dress, and I'm not confident when I'll be able to remove my dress. He stares at me while he is towering over me.

“I don’t have any experience yet…” I couldn't even hear myself speak because I was so embarrassed.

"So?"

"So… be gentle to me."

He looked down at my chest after he gave me a look saying I might regret what I did.

He raised his hand and placed it around my neck. It gently crawled down my torso, and even though I was still covered with dress, I could feel the heat of his skin on my flesh as it went down. Until it reaches the hem of my dress.

I swallowed my saliva one after another, and my face looked like it was about to burst.

"Ah ...!" I gasped as he slid his hand inside the hem of my dress. The cut in the center of my legs was the first place his hand touched me as his fingers advanced even farther towards my round breast.

"Relax." I felt my hair stand on end even more as the heat of his breath had already begun to flood into my body when he leaned his head against my ear and murmured in there. Instead of calming down, I became more tense.

His hand seems to be the biggest size for my body, based on its size and shape. It's like match-heaven.

"S-Stop!" Unfortunately, because of my nervousness, his hand accidentally fell on my breast, and I kicked him. I'm not quite prepared for that yet. I assumed that because of him, I would be more likely to do it, but I was mistaken.

As my body was turned sideways, my left leg was lifted such that my whole underwear was exposed, and something caught my eye as a result of the elevated position of my leg.

“Y-you’re turned on… and... h-how is it going to fit inside of me?!?"

My leg was instantly grasped by him, and he pressed me against the bed; he is now in near contact with me since my legs are locked together with his legs. My hands were already over my head when he used just one hand to bind my wrists together.

"I offered you an opportunity to escape out of my grip, but you didn't take advantage of it. It's happening too quickly for you to regret. It’s unfair on my part that after you turn me on, you will suddenly stop.”

My attention was drawn to the fact that he had a free hand and was creeping up my legs toward my underwear. I tried my hardest to get away, but he was too powerful for me.

"If I am turned on, how about you?" His fingers were strongly embedded in my underwear at the time he said that.

I was almost out of breath because I inhaled the air when I felt a finger of his entering my hole. When I looked at him, my eyes widened, but his expression was solemn and serious.

I was just there to allow myself to breathe a little better as he withdrew his finger. My eyes welled up with tears in the corner, but disbelief dominated the rest of my face.

"I see. I'm not the only one who is pumped up." He raised his finger, and I remained watching as he discharged his wet finger out of the inside of my vixen. My pupils dilated as I locked my gaze on his while he sucked on it. "You have a lot of juice."

"S-shut up!"

I thought I had a chance to get away when he took his legs away from mine, but I was naive. He ripped my panties and opened my legs in a matter of seconds. As he put my back against his chest, he pulled me off the bed to sit.

When I couldn't get out of his hands, he pulled my legs apart by pulling them apart with force. And I couldn't believe it when he inserted his two fingers into my hole and began fingering me.

"Ugh .. ~ Oooh .. S-Stop…"

"You are the one who is to blame. Has anybody ever told you that if you don't want a lion to devour you, don't make a fuss around him?"

“Mmm .. No! Please! Stop it!” I clung to his arm as his finger moved even faster. I'm certain I'm going insane because I'm experiencing a strange sensation that I've just now felt and encountered.

It became difficult for me to know where to focus my attention as he pinched my clitoris and suddenly pushed his middle finger. I'm also becoming weaker, and my body seems to be giving up. My saliva is also flowing down the side of my lip.

"Oh god..!" I let out a loud roar as I felt something that seemed like electricity escaping from my body.

When he took his finger away, I could feel stuff spilling out from under my crouching position.

As I began to lose power, he threw my body into the bed.

And before I could react, and the next thing I heard was the snapping of his belt.

Blossom’s Point of view

If earlier I was just concerned with how swollen it was, now my anxiety is heightened by the realization that it is much larger than I had anticipated. I backed away, and my elbow was the only thing that supported me. I'm not sure I'll be ready to place it inside of me; I'm afraid I'll die.

"Oh god!" However, he dragged my legs towards him and then carefully inserted the tip of the stick inside my hole. I kicked him, but I couldn't get him to move so he locked my legs up once again.

"Please don't put it in there! Don't even think about it! Ahh— " As he entered the tip, my whole body trembled. Because it was so painful and I didn't want to weep, I put my hand in my mouth and kept my mouth closed.

All I hope is that the maids don't hear me.

"If you genuinely don't want to, you should put up a stronger fight against me."

It took a lot of willpower for me to eventually let go and cover my mouth with both hands because I didn't want to sound like a kid crying only to complain that it hurt.

"I-It stings. I-It burns." The tears didn't stop from falling as he entered it. I wrapped my legs over him, but it didn't even help to alleviate the discomfort.

"Shhh." He wiped the tears from my eyes and he didn’t move. "Only half of it has entered yet that's already your reaction, what if I put it all? Perhaps you are gonna kill me then."

What the hell? Does he want to kill me? I don’t know if I can still stand tomorrow. I calmed my authority because he wasn’t moving and was just kissing my cheek and neck. He did not attempt to kiss my lips. Which part of me should endure the most? Is it at the part when we did not kiss or the part where he is entering?

I grabbed the pillow next to me and placed it on my face, biting it with my teeth. I don't want him to see the tears streaming down my cheeks.

"I already put the whole." In order to view my tears-soaked face, he yanked the pillow off my face roughly. "At first, it's uncomfortable, but you'll grow accustomed to it. You should avoid covering your face with a pillow because you might suffocate. I want to see your face."

“Idiot! The reason for my tears is not pain; rather, they are tears of frustration. Do you truly despise me in such a way that even kissing is impossible for you?" I really wanted to tell him, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.

For a while, he only moved slowly since it was still uncomfortable, but I quickly became obsessed with tracking his every motion and touch. And I can't deny that it's an incredible feeling. It is true what my friends have said: at first, it will be really painful, but you will eventually attain paradise.

"Oh.. Ah.. right .."

“You’re sucking me in. It's hard to pull it out.” He was already lifting my dress so that I could leave it out on my body. And when he finally removed it, he pulled my two hands and his thrust became faster and his slam on my body also increased. Only my snarl and the smacking of our bodies could be heard in the space between us.

"The way your breast jingles makes me want to bite you even more."

He leaned up close to me, putting one of my legs on his shoulder, and then licked the side of my neck with his tongue. To begin with, he only sniffed it, then gradually licked it and eventually sucked it.

When he stepped away from me, he grabbed one of my chests. I looked into his eyes, they seemed to be in another world. He wrapped his arms around my waist and began to decrease his movement.

"I'm cumming."

Every thrust he gave me brought back memories of his mistress. I'm curious whether they were active like this as well. I believe he did the same thing to his mistress, and he mistook me for Erin.

Until I came to the realization that I was already sobbing. "I despise you. I hate your mistress to no end. I detest each and every one of you."

The moment I spoke those words, I felt a hot liquid rush into my stomach and arched my back in response. My eyes welled up with tears as a wake of what he had done.

"Damn it! Don't cry while letting out a lovely voice. I might not be able to control myself." He pushed harder this time, and he smooched my neck the whole time. "I'm cumming again."

“Ahh ..! Oooh.” I groaned and moaned because I'm feeling like I'm at the end of my rope as well.

I take a deep breath and he fires his semen into my brim for the second time in as many minutes.

“Do you hate me?” He asked me.

I spoke to him before falling asleep, my eyelids heavy with slumber. "It's a lot more than you think. If you don't want me to murder your mistress, you should get rid of her as soon as possible."

"But I waited for you."

Because I couldn't take the lethargy, I didn't hear him say anything after my words. Fortunately, before my consciousness was entirely destroyed, I felt a heat that quickly dispelled the temperature I was experiencing.

Ideally, just like this... I hope it doesn't end.

I'm only going to give myself 100 days because if I don't see any changes after that, I believe that it’s the sign to end things.