Forced Marriage: Escaping Her Monster

In the evening, after taking the shower, Jeremy couldn't forget Jerlina's image, all soaked up. Whenever he closed his eyes, all that came to his mind was her beautiful eyes, those pink lips, and her porcelain skin.

He tried to distract himself by working in his shed, but he was restless and wanted to take a peek at her. She was just there in his house and it made his desire rise. He couldn't control himself and feared he might do something he will regret later.

That's why when Mikhail asked him for a drink, he didn't refuse. He decided to stay out for the night to calm him down.

Only after he went there, he was told that it was a party to celebrate his wedding. A few of them were married and they all started to tease him for falling into a trap. They started joking about how their lives turned miserable after their marriage and how it is better to be a bachelor for life.

They started drinking and those men changed their tunes about marriage. They explained how getting married has its benefits and how much they love their wives. They talked about how having a child changed their lives for the best.

And there... he got jealous of those men, who have a perfect life. The kind of life he imagined with Jerlina. Jerlina – his wife.

He has a woman he loved for a decade and she is his wife now, living in his home. But he has no chance with her. His married life is nothing different from his bachelor life. In fact, it has gotten worse with him suffering alone, burning in desire.

He asked them about the 'acceptance, adoption, and surrogacy' thing that his wife talked about in the morning. Of course, he didn't tell them that his wife was the one who talked about it. And they all said a lot of stuff. He understood only one thing from that.

His wife isn't even seeing him as a man who might be interested in her!

His jealousy turned to self-pity and he whirled down to his dark thoughts, blaming himself. And he broke his promise to himself and got drunk.

He insisted Mikhail send him to a hotel, but he sent for Bobby and Bobby drove him home. When he reached home, his feet naturally walked to her room and she was deeply asleep.

It only soured his mood more seeing her peaceful because he was suffering. He got himself drunker and passed out on his bed.

There was a pleasant dream. Jerlina was flirting with him and started kissing him starting with his face and then her kisses trailed down south. Her hair fell on her face and she held them back at her neck with her hand. With a flirty smirk, she then unzipped his jeans with her teeth. With her mouth, she started to...

He felt good; really good! It wasn't like any dream as it lasted longer and it felt real. It was so real that he could feel the strands of her hair in his hand when he tried to hold it for her.

It shouldn't be real!

He had that sense. He knew Jerlina would never do this to him for real. And that's when he woke up and saw who it was.

It was not the woman he desired, but the substitute he used to hire.

"Get off!" he pushed her away with one hand and his other hand automatically grabbed the weapon he keeps under his pillow. "Who let you in?"

"TJ..." Candy wasn't scared of that little weapon and climbed back on the bed. She knew TJ liked her. He called for her more than her peers in the past. She knew he has a soft corner for her in his heart as he always treated her gently. But she had a feeling his like for her is only for her appearance.

Today she learned the reason. She noticed the woman upstairs who had a similar build to hers. That woman must be the rumored wife of TJ.

"Let me help you finish...You're almost there," she licked her lips provocatively and tried to grab him. She needed her money.

"Get off!" he shot her in the arm and pushed her. "Charlie!!!" he shouted not minding her screams for attention. The bullet just grazed her anyway.

He felt humiliated and guilty. He is a married man and some woman climbed on his bed and did stuff to him. He even enjoyed it.

"Ouchie TJ! Why are you mad? I thought you might need me...Ouch... Ouch..."

"Shut up!" he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out of his room. He feared the noise might wake Jerlina up and he didn't want her to know that there was another woman in his room.

"Ouch, TJ! Let go!" she stomped her feet. "I get it. You got the original and now you're treating me like this," she shrieked. "Pay me. I'll leave."

"Original?" Jeremy's head was throbbing with pain. Her words felt like he was hit by a hammer. "You saw her?"

"Yes..." Candy said as he loosened his hold on her hair. "She let me in," she lied as she thought telling him that his wife doesn't mind him sleeping with another woman will lessen his anger.

All men would love that, right?

But she was in for a surprise when he got madder and threw her down the stairs.

Jeremy by now wasn't even thinking straight. He should have known that Jerlina never opens his door. Under the influence of alcohol, he let his emotions rule his mind.

It's not that she thinks I like men, she doesn't even care a bit! She even let another woman inside my room! How could she do that? Who does she take me for? I will teach her a lesson! I will prove to her that I want to f*ck her badly!

He entered her room and she was still sleeping. He got on top of her and her sweet scent entered his senses, muddling him. His anger dissipated and was replaced by another stronger emotion- lust.

As he got to it, she opened her eyes. He didn't know why, but he felt guilty.

Why can't she see the love I have for her? Ten years! For ten years I can't get over her! And I enjoyed another woman's advances when I am married to her! No! It was not my fault. I was not attracted to that woman. I thought it was Jerlina. I am attracted only to her!

But then she cried. And his heart broke when the reality of the despicable thing he did to her, hit him in the head.

He got up immediately. His heart felt like it would explode. He tried to soothe her, but she was scared.

I'm sorry... I'm sorry I scared you...

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Jeremy carefully closed the door and clenching his fists walked to his room. He held the doorknob but his hands were shaking hard and he couldn't find the energy to even turn it.

"Gah!" he knocked his head with his fist and squatted on the floor holding his chest.

"What did I do!"

He could hear Charlie and Bobby confronting Candy who was in his bed. She had gone through every drawer in his room and she needs to be checked to see if she stole anything or if she's here as a spy.

'It's all her fault! I should have shot her in the face; not on her arm!' Jeremy gritted his teeth. He wanted to kill that woman. 'If only she was not here, I wouldn't have done that despicable thing to Jerlina! No! If I wasn't drunk... If I wasn't swayed by my emotions...'

Resting his forehead on the wall, he closed his eyes. All he heard were those soft sobs. He was pinning her other hand on the pillow and he felt her hands getting wet with her tears.

"Ugh! Isn't this the hand that did that terrible thing to her?" Jeremy hit the wall with his fisted hand and his knuckles started to bleed.

I should just stay away from her!

No! That's not it!

He got up and ran back to her room.

I can't leave it like this!