Chapter 1
“I want a divorce, Asher!” I quivered with indignation as I said this.
I have had enough in this goddam house. I can’t take it anymore. I have to leave this abusive marriage.
Asher looked at me amusedly and then burst into a boisterous laughter.
I arched my brows looking at him like he is some kind of maniac. Well, he is.
He moved closer to me and I moved backward. Have always loved it when he is so close to me, when he would kiss me, passionately make love with me but now I hate it.
I hate everything about him now. He turned into a man beater over night. He isn’t the caring and loving man I married two years ago.
My back hit the wall and I trembled in fear. Anxiety swirled around me as he caressed my face.
He moved his head closer to mine, his lips few inches from mine. “My dear wife, sometimes I wonder if you are a stand up comedy. You want to divorce me” he laughed again, his laugh sounding unpleasant in my ear.
“You are not going anywhere. If you think am going to stand and watch you then you are joking. You are stuck with me forever. We both agreed on for better for worse and we are sticking with that”
“I want to break that now....” I said my voice trembling.
“I don’t want you anymore.....You are nothing but a liar. Am divorcing and nothing is stopping me” I maintained my ground.
The amused look on his face disappeared immediately and it was replaced with anger.
“Camille, have had enough of your stupid talk!.” He moved away from me and I stared at the grey eyes have always admired.
But now, it scares me. “You want to divorce me then go ahead!, I want to see how you are going to succeed with that. Just know it is going to be the biggest mistake you will ever make in your life. You are mine and mine alone. You are going no fucking where. If you try to escape from me, am going to find you, bring out your intestine and cook it then feed it to you. Try me and see!”
Looking at me one last time, he walked up to our room and closed the door hard behind him.
My heart pounded and I fell on my knees letting out the tears.
Asher wasn’t like this, Asher doesn’t raise his voice up to talk to me, he doesn’t beat Me like am a punching bag. He have always treated me like an egg,take me out on numerous dates, Care her for her and do everything possible to make me happy.
Then everything changed after a year and two month of our marriage, he started coming home late, shouting at me whenever I do something wrong then it got to the extent he started beating me whenever he gets extremely angry.
He apologized the first time it happened and foolish me forgave him, I believe it was just a mistake that would never happen again but it continued and he doesn’t feel remorseful again.
He doesn’t make love with me like he does before. He just satisfy his urges and get off me.
I wipe my tears and got up from the floor.
I looked up at our bedroom closed door and I suddenly wished I can run away and never come back but Asher’s threat rang in my ear and fear hit me like an ice water.
I exit the house and just wandered around the street.
I can’t seem to fathom the reason why Asher’s attitude changed towards me.
It was about 8 in the night but I cared less. I just want to disappear. I don’t want to see Asher’s wicked eyes staring at me. I don’t want to hear his voice neither do I want to see him. I just want to be alone for now.
Then I remembered Annie. My best friend. Annie is the same age as me but wouldn’t agree to settle down yet. She believes guys are scum and would leave you immediately you get attached to them.
Now I understand her clearly. Who would have believed the caring Asher would turn into a beast.
She spends her time clubbing, having numerous boyfriends and not keeping a stable relationship.
She would always tell me. “You need to live your life to the fullest. Free out a bit. Go out. Go clubbing. Enjoy yourself. Life is too short.”
I would just laugh and wave it off. I would tell her she would change when she finally meet the perfect man but Annie doesn’t believe in true love so I just let it slide.
“I would do exactly what you tell me to do, Annie. I would live my life to the fullest, even if it just for tonight” I said to myself.
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Starlight Clubhouse is the last place I would ever imagined myself go to.
It not like have not gone clubbing before but I stopped two years ago after marrying Asher.
I walked in and the sound of loud music almost ripped my ear off. I need to get my mind off anything Asher.
I walked towards the bartender passing people making out, dancing and drinking.
I took my seat and almost immediately, I felt someone else seat beside me but I paid no attention to the person.
“One bottle of brandy please” I told the barman.
“Same thing for me” A masculine voice said and I turned to see the person seated beside me.
He look really handsome and there is something I noticed about him first. Blue eyes.
His face is expressionless and he looked like he is bothered about something.
If none of my business, I got my problem too.
The bar man helped me pour the drink in a glass cup and i drank it all up. And poured more in the cup.
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