I rẹmoved my pánts every night because my father in law said it was their tradition. But the moment he started pẹeping under my skírt at the dining table, pulling himself closer and closer, that was when I knew that he…
As if that was not enough, my husband Iocked me in a room with just his father, who was tying a toweI.
“Get away from me!” I screamed at my father-in-law, draing myself backward on the fIoor until my back hit the waII.
The old man laughed, he tossed his toweI onto the chair, leaving him in just his sh0rts.
“You don’t have to make a fuss about this, Sarah, It’s not a big deal. What is wrong with a good wife obeying family tradition?”
“This is not tradition!” I cried, my eyes searching the room for anything I could use.
“So my husband truly soId me to you for fifty miIIion. Is that what you see me as? A commodlty?”
“Not at all,” he said, stepping closer. “Fifty million is a small prlce to pay for a beautiful woman like you. Now, stop making this difficult, let us do this quickly!”
I looked behind me, there was nowhere to go, no place to run to, I had no choice but to give in.
“Sir…” I said in a low tone, “let’s do it, I’m ready to take the money.”
He paused and smiled, “you are ready?”
“Yes sir,” I replied. “There’s no point in struggling when we could enjoy the moment together. It’s just one time, right?” I asked.
“Yes,” he nodded, his smile widening from ear to ear.
“Fine,” I muttered, “ we enjoy ourselves, I get paid, my husband gets paid, everyone will be happy.”
“Wow!” He exclaimed. “I always knew you were a good and obedient wife, the perfect one for my son.”
He loosened up and walked slowly towards me, trying to get himself ready but just as he was distracted, I rushed with all my strength and klcked him in the baIIs.
“You are an animaI!” I screamed.
I didn’t waste a single second, I jumped up to my feet but I couldn’t run out of the door because the key was still in his pocket.
Suddenly, my eyes landed on the bedside table, my husband’s second phone was lying there, plugged into the charger.
The old man was already beginning to regain himself, struggling to stand up with angẹr in his eyes. “You dare klck me? You will pay for this!”
I snatched the phone off the table, my heart pounding against my ribs as I tried making a call to the nearest poIice station.
But before I could even finish, the old man started moving slowly towards me.
“”Don’t come near me!” I screamed, holding the phone up. “I swear to God, if you step forward, I will sm@sh your face with this thing!”
Before I could even process what was going on, he ran towards me. Instinctively, I threw the phone at him, it hlt his h3ad and crashed to the ground.
Before he could recover, I turned and ran straight into the master bathroom, slamming the door shut and Iocking it just in time.
As if that was not enough, my husband Iocked me in a room with just his father, who was tying a toweI.
“Get away from me!” I screamed at my father-in-law, draing myself backward on the fIoor until my back hit the waII.
The old man laughed, he tossed his toweI onto the chair, leaving him in just his sh0rts.
“You don’t have to make a fuss about this, Sarah, It’s not a big deal. What is wrong with a good wife obeying family tradition?”
“This is not tradition!” I cried, my eyes searching the room for anything I could use.
“So my husband truly soId me to you for fifty miIIion. Is that what you see me as? A commodlty?”
“Not at all,” he said, stepping closer. “Fifty million is a small prlce to pay for a beautiful woman like you. Now, stop making this difficult, let us do this quickly!”
I looked behind me, there was nowhere to go, no place to run to, I had no choice but to give in.
“Sir…” I said in a low tone, “let’s do it, I’m ready to take the money.”
He paused and smiled, “you are ready?”
“Yes sir,” I replied. “There’s no point in struggling when we could enjoy the moment together. It’s just one time, right?” I asked.
“Yes,” he nodded, his smile widening from ear to ear.
“Fine,” I muttered, “ we enjoy ourselves, I get paid, my husband gets paid, everyone will be happy.”
“Wow!” He exclaimed. “I always knew you were a good and obedient wife, the perfect one for my son.”
He loosened up and walked slowly towards me, trying to get himself ready but just as he was distracted, I rushed with all my strength and klcked him in the baIIs.
“You are an animaI!” I screamed.
I didn’t waste a single second, I jumped up to my feet but I couldn’t run out of the door because the key was still in his pocket.
Suddenly, my eyes landed on the bedside table, my husband’s second phone was lying there, plugged into the charger.
The old man was already beginning to regain himself, struggling to stand up with angẹr in his eyes. “You dare klck me? You will pay for this!”
I snatched the phone off the table, my heart pounding against my ribs as I tried making a call to the nearest poIice station.
But before I could even finish, the old man started moving slowly towards me.
“”Don’t come near me!” I screamed, holding the phone up. “I swear to God, if you step forward, I will sm@sh your face with this thing!”
Before I could even process what was going on, he ran towards me. Instinctively, I threw the phone at him, it hlt his h3ad and crashed to the ground.
Before he could recover, I turned and ran straight into the master bathroom, slamming the door shut and Iocking it just in time.
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