HOW TO HATE YOUR HUSBAND 2
HOW TO LOVE YOUR WIFE
How To Love Your Wife – Chapter 19&20
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[๐๐ค๐ฒ’๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐]Nancy stepped out of the bathroom in Sky’s room, steam trailing behind her, wearing nothing but one of his oversized white shirts that hit mid-thigh.
Her hair hung damp, skin fresh from scrubbing off the blood and grime.
Sky had showered earlierโnow he sat on the floor at the bed’s edge, knees pulled tight to his chest, arms wrapped around his legs, staring blank at the carpet.
She walked slow to him, barefoot on the cool floor, and sat beside him close, their shoulders almost touching.
They locked eyes for a long stretch, silence thick, her face soft but scared, his bruised and haunted.
“So, what do you want to know?” she said quiet, breaking it first.
“Emma. Was it true what you said? Is Emma dead already? And were you the one who killed her? As well as Kai.” His voice came out rough, eyes searching hers hard.
She sighed deep, reached for his handโgentle, hopeful. He pulled it back slow, deliberate.
Pain stabbed her chest sharp, like a knife twist.
“Yes. I killed them. Although it was Kai who killed Emma and I ignited it,” She admitted, voice steady but low.
“Why?” he pressed, leaning away a bit.
“Your deepfake video scandal. It was Emma and Kai who plotted it. They planned to ruin your career. I found out and… I couldn’t just do nothing.” Her words hung heavy, eyes pleading.
“So you killed them,” he said flat, like stating a fact.
She stayed silent, looking down.
“What are you? How are you that strong? Why do you even have a gun? What were you talking about to Ginger, about some clan?” His questions tumbled out fast, hands clenching his arms tighter.
“I’m… in a Mafia. My family owns a Mafia clan and I’m part of it.”
“So, you guys do what exactly?” he asked, voice rising a notch.
“It’s mostly shipping of firearms, casinos, strip clubs, brothels and other stuff,” she said, keeping it real.
“Does that involve killing people?” He stared, waiting.
“Do you hate me, Sky?” she asked, voice cracking, tears spilling hot down her chin, dripping onto the shirt.
“How could you keep something like this from me? It’s like I don’t know you anymore. I… I’m so confused.” He ruffled his hair hard, frustrated, eyes wet but holding back.
“Please… please don’t hate me. I love you so much, I promise to protect you even more. I… just don’t leave me. I’ll not be able to handle it.” She leaned closer, desperate, hand hovering near his arm, tears streaming free now.
He looked at her long, face tornโfear, hurt, love all mixed.
Sky looked at her, eyes softening through the mess of emotions. “I don’t hate you, Nancy.”
She shook her head fast, tears falling harder. “No… you do. After everything, how could you not?”
He scooted closer, wrapping his arms around her tight, pulling her into his chest. She stiffened at first, then melted, sobbing quiet against him.
He tilted her chin up and kissed her softโlips pressing hers gentle, then firmer, tasting salt from her tears.
“I don’t hate you,” he said again, pulling back just enough, forehead to hers.
“Please… don’t treat me different now. Don’t look at me like I’m a monster,” she begged, voice breaking, hands clutching his shirt.
“I won’t,” He promised, thumbs brushing her wet cheeks.
He cupped her face full in both hands, holding her there, staring deep into her eyesโseeing all of her, the killer side and the girl who loved him fiercely.
“I love you.”
“I love you more,” She whispered back, eyes locked.
Their kiss turned hungry fast, their lips crashing hard, tongues sliding desperate, hands roaming.
She moaned into his mouth, gripping his shoulders as he lifted her easy, both shifting off the floor onto the bed.
They knelt facing each other, her legs around his waist, his fingers tangling in her damp hair, pulling her closer.
She yanked at his shirt, kissing deeper, nipping his lip, bodies pressing tight, heat building slow then wild, all need and forgiveness in every touch.
Nancy’s hands slid under Sky’s shirt, nails raking his back as she ground against him hard, pussy already wet through the thin fabric of his boxers.
“F+k, Sky… I need you now,” she gasped into his mouth, nipping his lip sharp while yanking the shirt over his head, tossing it aside.
He groaned low, flipping her onto her back smooth, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand.
His other ripped open the shirt she woreโbuttons popping, baring her tits, nipples stiff and begging.
He growled, mouth diving to suck one hard, tongue flicking fast as she arched up, moaning loud.
“Sky… yes, f+k yes,” she panted, legs wrapping his waist tight, heels digging his ass to pull him closer.
She bucked up, feeling his c+k hard and thick pressing her soaked coreโonly p+nties in the way now.
Her free hand dove between them, stroking him over the fabric, thumb rubbing the wet spot leaking from his tip.
“So f+king big…I want it deep.”
He let her wrists go, shoving her p+nties aside roughโone finger plunging into her slick p+sy, then two, curling fast to hit that spot.
She cried out, walls clenching tight, juices dripping down his hand.
“Wet as hell for me,” He muttered, kissing her neck hard, sucking marks to match the ones she’d wear proud.
Nancy flipped them quick, straddling him again, pinning his chest down. She grabbed his c+k firm, stroking slow from base to tip, smearing precum over the head.
“My turn.”
She lined him up and sank down slowly.
Inch by inch stretching her full, both groaning loud as she bottomed out, p+ssy gripping tight. She rode him hard then, hips slamming, tits bouncing, nails scratching his chest.
“Love f+king you… I’m never letting you go, ever, Sky.”
Sky thrust up savage, hands bruising her hips, pounding deepโballs slapping wet against her.
Sweat slicked their skin, room filling with m+ns and skin-on-skin, chasing that edge together.
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[๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ญ๐จ๐ง’๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐]
Ashton pushed open the grand doors of the villa, kicking off his boots with a sigh.
“Arghh!!” A piercing scream ripped from the living room.
He froze, then edged closerโonly to stop dead.
There was his mom, Reiko, sprawled on the plush couch like a drama queen, hollering at a terrified maid who was gingerly dabbing ointment on her inflamed face.
“Mom, why’s your face all… red? Like, tomato red?” Ashton asked, eyebrow arched.
“It’s that stupid Hinata!” Reiko snarled, wincing as the maid touched a spot.
“She grabbed my hair and dunked my head into a bowl of scalding hot soupโlike some cartoon villain! Peppers in my eyes, burns everywhere. I look like a rejected chili pepper!”
“I’ll kill her. I’ll so kill her,” Reiko fumed, clenching her fists.
Ashton snorted, leaning against the doorframe.
“You know, Mom, you worry too much. Why do you even want her husband that bad? Angelo’s just some guy.”
Reiko shot him a glare that could’ve curdled milkโif her face wasn’t already curdled.
“Look, Ashton, you’ve got your mission with Zhou, and I have mine. You don’t see me meddling in yours. I need Angelo to myself before we move back to Mexico again, so please… butt out.”
“Allow me to do what I want,” she snapped, shooing the maid for a second.
“Sure, sure,” Ashton said, hands up in mock surrender.
Her eyes narrowed slyly. “Did you come from him? Zhou?”
“Yeah. Got other things to handle.” He shrugged, and she nodded approvingly.
“Damn, your face really is red,” he chuckled, unable to resist. “You auditioning for a Rudolph reboot?”
“Don’t you dare laugh at me!” Reiko swatted the air, but the maid dove back in with the ointment.
“OWW! Go easy, you clumsy oaf! You’re smearing it like finger paint!”
“Sorry, ma’am!” the maid squeaked, dabbing lighter.
Reiko hissed through gritted teeth, plotting revenge while Ashton smirked and headed upstairs.
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[๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ’๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐-3pm]
Sasha walked into the room, glass of water in hand, and stopped short seeing Hunter already dressed sharpโjacket on, keys in his pocket.
She looked at him close, brow furrowing.
“Where you going?” she asked.
“Heading to pick Riri up from school,” Hunter said, grabbing his keys off the table.
“Aunt Hinata already went to get her,” Sasha replied quick.
“Oh,” Hunter said flat, dropping the keys back with a clink.
Sasha turned to put the glass on the counter, but it slipped right from her fingersโshattering loud on the floor in jagged pieces, water splashing everywhere.
“Sasha!” Hunter rushed over fast, eyes wide.
He scooped her up easy in his arms, pulling her back from the sharp mess underfoot. Held her close a second, then set her gentle on the nearest chair.
He knelt quick, checking her feetโbare skin with a small red scrape on the sole, nothing deep.
“You’re hurt. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I’m just being clumsy,” she said, voice shaky, forcing a small smile.
“Stay here. I’ll get the maid to clean this up.” He squeezed her knee light, stood, and walked out fast.
Sasha sat there alone, clutching her chest tight, heart racing wild. First thing hitting her mindโtheir little girl.
“Riri,” she whispered, hand pressing harder, panic flickering.
She shook the thought off.
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[๐๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง’๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐จ]
Martin leaned against the wall, arms crossed tight, eyes locked on Levi hunched on the bed.
Levi’s face was ghost-white, hands gripping the sheets, brain fried from Martin’s bombshellโSky’s brutal assault, Ginger slaughtered bloody, Nancy and them being in a Mafia. Too fucking much.
“Got any more questions?” Martin asked, voice even.
“So that’s why you have a gun? And that’s the work you do?” Levi muttered, staring at the floor.
“Yeah.”
Martin pushed off the wall, dropped onto the bed next to him. Levi bolted up like it burned him, storming for the door.
“Hey, where you going?” Martin jumped after, snagging Levi’s wrist hard, yanking him back flush against the wall.
He planted hands on both sides, caging him tightโchest to chest, heat radiating.
“I’m leaving,” Levi spat, eyes flashing but voice wobbling.
“Why? You gonna leave me now?” Martin pressed in closer, noses almost brushing.
“Obviously. All this shit is scary as fuck. I don’t want to get caught in that mess.”
“You can’t just bail after I’ve grown attached to you,” Martin growled, hurt cracking through.
“After all we’ve done together. Thought we’d be a thing. You can’t rip that away.”
“I’m done, Martin. Done with all this,” Levi shoved back, but his push lacked power.
Martin pinned his wrists overhead easy. “I hope you know I’m not letting you off the hook easy, Levi.”
“You’re not going anywhere whether you like it or not,” he added, voice dropping dangerous low.
“Are you threatening me?” Levi snapped, fear flickering.
Martin stepped back sharp, arms dropping. “I dare you, try walking out that door.”
“You must be thinking I won’t,” Levi scoffed, shoving past rough, hand slamming the knob.
Click.
Levi froze solid. Ice ran down his spine.
He turned slow, heart hammering. Martin stood casual, gun loose in his gripโnot aimed, just there, gleaming cold. Levi’s blood chilled.
“Are you crazy?!” Levi yelled, stumbling back.
“Crazy about you, I guess.” Martin stalked forward slow, closing in. “If you think you’ll leave me, you must be joking.”
“You aren’t going anywhere, Levi,” Martin said, eyes burning possessive.
“But I don’t want to be with you, at least not anymore.” Levi whispered, voice breaking.
Martin chuckled dark, snatched Levi’s shaking hand, pressed the gun into it firm. Levi’s fingers trembled around the grip, heavy death.
“You want out? Then…” Martin guided Levi’s arm up steady, barrel kissing his own chest dead center. “Kill me.”
“What?” Levi gasped, eyes bugging, trying to yank free.
“That’s the only way, the only thing separating us is death. I don’t give a f+k what you think of me… but know this.” Martin’s stare drilled soul-deep, no lie.
“No matter how far you run or hide… I’ll always find you, Levi.”
He plucked the gun easy from Levi’s numb hold, tucked it away smooth, and walked off like it was nothing.
Levi stood there, knees buckling, body shaking violently, his breath ragged, mind shattered.
โWhat…did….I…get myself…..into?โ
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[๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ’๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐]
Romeo walked upstairs from the mini kitchen, phone pressed to his ear as he ended a quick call.
He pushed open the bedroom door quiet, spotting Rias still fast asleep on the bed. Her hair fanned wild across her face, lips parted soft, one leg kicked out from the sheets.
He sat on the edge beside her gentle, brushing the strands off her cheeks with his fingers.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered low, eyes tracing her face.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you in the past. Sorry if your feelings got hurt because of me.” His thumb grazed her jaw light.
“I… I couldn’t help it. I really loved her. Although right now, you’re the one I love. You taught me what love was again without doing anything. All I want is to make you happy with me. Honestly, I don’t really know how this is going to work out between us, but I know it will.”
“I just need you to say you love me back. Then I’ll take you away from Ashton. I promise you that.” He rubbed her chin slow, then leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
“So pretty,” He murmured, lingering close.
She stirred, eyes fluttering open slow. They landed right on his, their faces inches apart and her cheeks flushed deep red instant, heat crawling up her neck.
“What do you want?” She mumbled, voice sleepy thick.
“Nothing, just looking at your face,” He said, that intense gaze locked heavy, dark eyes burning into hers like he could see straight through, making her squirm inside.
“What’s the time?” she asked, avoiding it.
“It’s past 3 pm already,” he replied.
“Oh.” She rubbed her eyes, sat up straight, fingers combing through her messy hair.
His stare didn’t breakโraw, hungry, pinning her in place, like he was already undressing her slow in his head, every inch of her skin feeling his heat without a touch.
She peeked back shy, then dropped her eyes quick.
“Will you stop looking at me like that?” she said, turning away, thighs pressing together under the sheets.
“Can I ask for something?” He said low.
She glanced over.
“Can you sleepover tonight?”
She paused long, then shook her head.
“No.” She slipped off the bed quick, adjusting her tiny shorts riding up her ass, heading for the door to grab water from the kitchen.
His arms wrapped her waist from behind suddenly, pulling her back flush against his chest. She froze, breath catching.
“Romeo,” she said low, feeling his hard body press tight, c+k half-hard already against her ass through his sweats.
“Why not? I thought we’re cool now,” he murmured, face burying in her neck, lips brushing hot skin, breath fanning her ear.
“Doesn’t mean I should always do what you want. Besides, I have a boyfriend,” she shot back, voice shaky.
“You’re cheating on him.” His hands slid up her sides slow, thumbs grazing under her tits.
“It doesn’t matter.” She twisted in his hold, facing himโarms looping his neck loose.
He pouted full, lips begging, and she chuckled soft despite herself.
“Gosh, you look cute,” she teased, fingers playing in his hair.
“C’mon, sleepover, please.” He leaned in hungry, trying to catch her lips, but she pressed a finger to his lips firm.
“Now I can’t kiss you too? C’mon Rias, stop playing with my head right now,” He groaned, voice rough, hips shifting to nudge his bulge against her core teasing.
She tilted her head, smirking small.
Rias smirked wider, feeling his cock twitch hard against her through his sweats as she pressed her hips forward teasingโjust a quick grind, enough to make him groan low and grip her waist tighter.
“Why are you so greedy already,” She whispered, nails dragging slow down his neck to his chest, circling one n+ple over his shirt.
Her tits brushed his chest deliberate, lips hovering an inch from his, breath mixing hot.
“Rias… f+k, kiss me,” Romeo begged rough, hands sliding down to squeeze her a$s firm, pulling her flush so she felt every thick inch straining for her.
He was rock hard now, bulge throbbing obvious, leaking a wet spot through the fabric as he rocked up desperate.
She nipped his jaw lightly instead, then his earlobeโsucking soft, making him shudder.
“Told you we’re going to take things slow,” She purred, one hand dipping low to palm him over his sweats, stroking firm from base to tip, thumb rubbing the head slow.
“This is all for me? Bet you’d f+k me stupid right here.”
He bucked into her hand, moaning her name, but she squeezed once moreโthen pulled back full, slipping from his arms easy.
“But nope, not yet.” She winked, turning casually, her shorts hugging her a$s as she sauntered out the door, leaving him standing there wrecked.
Romeo groaned loud, palming himself rough through the sweats.
“F+k… She’s killing me.”
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Reiko lounged in her car parked just outside Angelo’s sprawling mansion, nursing her soup-scorched face under a stylish scarf.
Suddenly, Hinata’s car peeled out the gates. Reiko’s eyes lit up; she snatched her phone and dialed.
The man picked up on the first ring. “Yeah?”
“She’s on her way, Hinata Dragoni. Tail her now and do a clean job. Make no mistakes and leave no trails. Got it?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he growled, all business.
She hung up, a wicked smirk curling her lipsโsoup burns be damned.
“Let’s see how you’re gonna survive this one, my dear big sister.”
With a triumphant chuckle, she rolled up the tinted window and peeled off into the distance.
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Hinata sat in the waiting area of the elementary section, clutching Sasha and Hunter’s parent card in her hand. After a few minutes, Riri emerged with her homeroom teacher.
The moment she spotted Hinata, her face lit up with a bright smile, and she bolted straight into her arms.
“Grandma!!” Riri squealed.
“My little angel.” Hinata squatted down, arms wide open, and Riri launched herself into the embrace.
“You came to pick me up today?” Riri asked, peering up with wide eyes.
“Yes, I did,” Hinata replied warmly. “And Grandma’s going to take you out on a nice date.”
Riri’s eyes sparkled like stars. “Really, Grandma?!”
“Uh-huh.”
Hinata took her tiny hand, and they strolled toward the exit. As they crossed the school courtyard, Riri pointed excitedly at the ice cream booth.
“Grandma, I want some ice cream!”
They approached the booth, where the sales lady beamed at Hinata.
“Good afternoon! The usual for your little one.” She scooped a generous swirl of strawberry ice cream into a cone and handed it to Riri with a wink. “Enjoy, sweetie!”
Riri licked it happily as they reached the car. Hinata tossed Riri’s backpack onto the front passenger seat, then lifted her granddaughter into the backseat, buckling the seatbelt snugly around her.
“Grandma, I want to sleep over at your house tonight,” Riri said between licks. “Mommy and Daddy have been so loud at night this week.”
Hinata froze, her hands pausing on the strap. “And what are you doing awake in the middle of the night?”
Riri shrugged innocently. “I want to sleep in Momma and Daddy’s roomโtheir bed is bigger.”
“So you always go back to your room when you can’t get in theirs?” Hinata asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
“Yes. So sad.” Riri pouted, her ice cream cone tilting dangerously.
Hinata chuckled softly and shook her head. “Riri, you should always sleep in your room if you want a baby sibling.”
“Really?” Riri’s eyes widened again.
“Let’s get going.” Hinata slid into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and pulled smoothly out of the parking lot, the car humming down the sun-dappled street as they drove off.
Meanwhile, a man stepped out from the shadows of the nearby garage, dressed in a crisp guard uniform. He pulled out his phone and dialed.
“Mam Reiko,” he said curtly. “I already did the job.”
“Good work,” came the reply. “You’ll receive your complete payment once the call is over.”
“Thanks, ma’am.” He hung up and slipped back into the garage.
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Hinata cruised along the highway toward the fancy restaurant, the city skyline shimmering in the distance.
Riri bounced in her seat, ice cream still in hand.
“Grandma, I’m sleeping over at your house, right? I miss Grandpa too,” Riri said.
“Sure, we’ll just get permission from your mom and dad,” Hinata replied with a smile.
“Okay!”
As they approached a busy intersection, the traffic light ahead flipped to red. Cars piled up, brakes squealing to a halt.
Hinata eased off the gas and pumped the brake pedalโnothing. The car didn’t slow.
“What the heck?” she mumbled, pumping harder.
She stomped on it again, but the brakes felt like jelly, dead. Glancing in the rearview, she saw Riri blissfully licking her ice cream, oblivious.
Heart pounding, Hinata gripped the wheel tighter.
The light stayed red. Horns blared as her car barreled through, weaving sharply left to dodge a pickup truck, then right around a sedan.
Vehicles from the crossing lanes swerved wildly, tires screeching, drivers slamming horns in a chaotic symphony.
“Get out of the way!” someone yelled from a van.
Hinata downshifted frantically, but the engine roared on.
She fumbled one-handed into her bag for her phone, eyes locked on the road.
“Siri, call my husband!”
The phone rang.
“Honey…”
“Honey, I’m in my car and the damn brakes aren’t working!” Hinata shouted, drifting wide around a slow-moving car, clipping its mirror with a metallic scrape.
“What?! How? What do you mean your brakes aren’t working?” Angelo’s voice cracked with alarm.
“I don’t know!” She yanked the wheel, threading between two honking cars, the air filled with frantic blasts.
“Try crashing into a dead end and get out immediately!”
“Honey, I would’ve if it was just me, but I can’t.” Another sharp driftโher tire kissed the median, sparks flying.
“Huh? Who’s with you?”
“I’m scared as f+k right now ’cause Riri’s with me…” The car fishtailed, nearly slamming into a delivery truck that veered off honking madly.
Riri’s ice cream slipped from her sticky fingers, splatting on the floor mat.
“Grandma, why’s the car moving so fast?” she asked, blinking in confusion before clutching her seatbelt.
“It’s okay, sweetie, just hold on tightโGrandma’s got this,” Hinata said, voice steady for Riri’s sake even as panic clawed at her.
The phone slipped from her grip, tumbling to the floor.
“What do I do? What do I do? I can’t just crash the car, Riri might get hurt!” she muttered, swerving around a cluster of cars that parted like the Red Sea amid blaring horns.
Her phone buzzed insistently. She snatched it up. “Hello?”
“Aunt Hinata, what the f+k is happening?” Hunter barked.
“I think someone tampered with my car.”
“Where are you?” He asked.
“On the main highway andโ”
“Holy fรk…” Hinata gasped, eyes flicking to the side mirror.
Black smoke trailed from the rear tire, flames licking the wheel well.
“What is it? Just tell me!”
“Hunter, the car’s tyre is on fire… I think the gas is leaking.”
The phone slipped again as acrid smoke seeped into the cabin. Cars ahead scattered, clearing a frantic path as her accelerator stuck wide open, speed climbing relentlesslyโ70, 80, 90 mph.
“Grandma…” Riri whimpered, tears streaming down her face as she panicked and started coughing.
“F+k… f+k… f+k…” Hinata breathed, knuckles reddened on the wheel.
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