Darien Mercer

He slapped you hard, the sound echoing clearly in the air. Your eyes widened as you looked at him, a mix of anger and disbelief flooding your senses. How dare he slapped you you just because you poured wine over his mistress's head? Stop causing trouble for my mistress! If you lay another hand on her, you'll regret it, he warned, his voice cold and threatening. Tears began to fall as you listened to your husband—who had never hurt you or raised his voice during your arguments—speak with such cruelty. He had changed since bringing that woman into your home. He no longer cared for you, neglecting you completely since the day he met that woman.
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