Who Exposed My Husband's Affair? The Super Bowl novel Chapter 8

The day before the wedding, my fiancé’s girl ho delivered a “wedding gift.”

She shot me a provocative glance, then pulled a riding crop from the bag

“Baby, want to try it out?”

Before the words even left her mouth, she yanked up my fiancé’s shirt and lashed him across the chest.

My face went pale. I immediately moved to stop her.

But she shoved me aside, sneering:

“It’s just a toy, not like they’re actually hooking up. Why’re you freaking out?”

“Besides, if I hadn’t gotten bored of him, you think you’d ever have a shot?”

Blood rushed to my head.

I clenched my fist and swung hard at her face.

She smirked and dodged smoothly to the side.

SLAP!

She actually cracked the whip again, voice low and commanding:

“Baby, tell her who you belong to.”

Drew’s body trembled from the stimulation:

“I… I’ll always be… Marissa’s dog.”

In that moment, it finally hit me-

My fiancé really wasn’t human.

He was scum. A whore. Someone else’s dog.

“You know what? The wedding’s off.”

“A bitch and her lapdog–now that’s a match made in heaven.”

I got up to leave.

Drew frantically smoothed down his rumpled clothes and threw himself at me.

‘Babe, we’re all friends here! It was just trying it out!”

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“Plus, we’d be using it together after the wedding anyway. Don’t make this awkward.”

Laughter erupted around us.

Someone chimed in mockingly.

“Marissa was doing you a favor, girl! And you’re being ungrateful?”

“Seriously, can’t you take a joke?”

Amid the cruel jeers, Marissa looked even more smug.

She brazenly yanked down Drew’s pants and lashed him across the ass.

“Ah-

Drew let out a muffled groan, released me abruptly, and turned to grab Marissa’s waist, trembling.

“Go easier- That’s enough!”

Enough!

Yeah, I’ve had fucking enough!

Rage that had been building for months exploded in my chest.

I furiously snatched the riding crop from Marissa’s hand and hurled it against the wall.

“If you’re that desperate, go get a hotel room right now.”

“Stop this shit in front of me. It’s disgusting!”

Seeing my face turn dark as thunder, realizing I was dead serious this time-

Drew finally pushed Marissa away.

He cleared his throat softly, coaxing me:

“Lucia, it’s supposed to be a happy occasion. Don’t ruin the mood.”

“If you don’t like it, we just won’t use toys after we’re married. How’s that?”

“I promise. It won’t happen again.”

Won’t happen again?.

I let out a bitter laugh.

I’d heard those three words so many times they’d lost all meaning.

Three months ago at the reunion, Drew came home covered in hickeys,

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dd Marissa got wasted and thought he was her ex.

Vouldn’t happen again.”

wo weeks later, he stumbled in with his clothes half off.

úd Marissa got roofied and he was just helping her out.

Vouldn’t happen again.”

month ago, Marissa casually mentioned wanting kids.

e literally volunteered himself.

threw the engagement ring and gave him two options:

ther we call it off, or he cuts her out completely.

fter wrestling with it, Drew chose me.

ack then, I was naive enough to think it was finally over.

ever imagined in a million years-

hey’d have the audacity to pull this sick stunt right in front of me today!

don’t get it.

he man who nearly beat Marissa years ago just because she spread rumors about me stealing-

ow did he end up like this?

r maybe from the start… I just misjudged him completely?

napping back to reality, I threw my head back and downed a drink without a word.

rew thought I was backing down. He quickly pulled me onto the couch.

tarted rallying everyone to play Truth or Dare.

ooking at all those fake, excited faces made my stomach churn. I stood to leave.

ut suddenly–a cold draft hit my legs.

omeone had yanked my sweatpants clean off.

he private room exploded.

Thistles and screams made my ears ring.

Lucia, thought you didn’t like playing rough? Why’d you strip yourself?”

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1 only regret buying just one whip. Who knew our girl was into this kind of thing–1 should’ve gotten her something way more

ardcore”

und all the malicious jeering. I heard Drew’s soft but piercing voice.

Locis, don’t be a buzzkill. Let’s all play together!”

ooking at the anticipation in his eyes, my last shred of control shattered.

tight in front of everyone-

slapped him hard across the face.

Drew Sullivan, inviting your fiancée to cheat alongside your mistress–real thrilling, huh?”

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