Chapter 73

Ciara bewailed at the top her voice.

She had been under intense accusation all through the odd hours after Brian had left.

Her billionaire husband snarled at her and accused her of sneaking out to the farm to be screwed by Brain in the name of strolling down the street. Her husband never believed her even regrettably he had pressed her on the neck , almost choking out her breath , when Ciara insisted the injury on her head was as a result of the hit-and-run and not infidelity.

When he was done choking her he left her and watched as she dropped to the floor as dried out leaflet would do from a tree branch.

“Puta!”

He had cursed in Spanish and threatened to snap life out of her should something of similar case repeat itself again.

Ciara had rested on the wall, curled up on the floor as a stressed horse, and watched as he undressed himself with his back turned to her. When he turned around she was having a full view of his venous penis dangling between his legs, just belo