Married To A Manwhore

Married to a manwh-re episode episode 29

πŸ‘° MARRIED TO A MANWH-RE πŸ”žπŸ”ž

(He married me
😱
But loves me not πŸ’”)

By:- Racheal Dennis

Chapter 29🌟✨

EvaπŸ’˜

Bianca turn to me with a worried and panicked look.

“Eva, we gotta go after Fred or he’s gonna murder Peter!!”

“Bianca, calm down Fred won’t hurt him” she shakes her. “He’s angry and that’s reasonable, I mean look at my face, but I don’t think he’ll go as far as killing Peter”

She sighs frustratingly.

“I know my brother, Eva. And I know what he’s capable of, let’s go after him, maybe you can help cool him down”

“Wait, I don’t get it. Why are you trying to save Peter, he never had any respect for you”

“I’m not trying to save him. Wether he respects me or not, it doesn’t matter, what matters here is that he is my son’s father. Roy needs Peter in his life too, if not now, then later in the future he will need him”.

What she said makes sense….

Peter deserves to be punished but at the same time he’s her son’s father, we can’t just sit back and do nothing.

“Ok, let’s go”

“Thank you, Eva!”

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We got back to the penthouse but Fred isn’t in, we only found Roy watching TV.

“Mom!!” He shouts happily.

Bianca open her arms and he runs in.

“My baby, have you been a good boy?”

“Yeah” he replies.

“Good, now how about you continue watching tv, Eva and I have something to attend to”

“Okay” he runs back to the sofa.

Bianca takes my hand and leads me upstairs to Fred’s room.

“Bianca he’s not here, what are we going to do?”

She stays silent for a few seconds, then like a light bulb she snaps her fingers.

“Call him” she said.

“Yeah, if I call him what am I gonna tell him?”

“Uh…tell him you’re… you’re…sick!”

“Are you sure he’s gonna buy that, it’s a lame lie”

“We’ll never know until we try” she said.

I nod and reach out for my phone in my purse and try to turn it on but it’s not responding.

“Shoot! I’m out of batteries” I quickly search through the drawer next to Fred’s bed. “Hold on, I’ll just power my phone for two minutes”

My fingers hit something as I rack through the drawer, I guess it’s the charger.

I pull it out and…..a gun!!

A loud gasp leaves my mouth as I throw it on the bed.

“Bia…bia….bia….”

I turn to Bianca but she’s gone.

A gun….in Fred’s drawer….what is he doing with a gun?.

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FredπŸ’”

As soon as I enter my torture room, Gray rushes towards me.

“Boss, you are here”

“Where is that motherf-cker?!” I asked angrily.

“Over there” he points at Peter’s dangling body.

He’s chain upside down against a pole, I take angry steps towards him.

“Oh, Fred you are here. I have waited long enough” he said.

“Peter you are really getting bolder everyday, huh? You dare hit my woman, the woman I love very dearly!” I said in a low calm voice, but honestly I’m not calm at all.

He laughs.

“Not only did I hit her, I had her at gun point, I’d have easily killed her and send her body to you as…..”

I didn’t let him finish his sentence, I punch his mouth and I see blood rushing from his l-ips.

He laughs again this time a bit h-rder.

“Ooh, is wittle Freddie angry? Then you should’ve seen how I used to beat your sister”

“What?!” I growled lowly.

“Oh, yeah. I beat her everyday and cheat on her, she’s just a bit….”

“Grayson!! my whΒ‘p!!!” I cut him off.

I see his eyes shift in fear for a second.

Grayson hands the whΒ‘p to me and I start to flog him.

“How dare you hit my wife?” I ask as I flog him. “How dare you maltreat my sister??!!”

He doesn’t scre-m, he simply laughs as I flog him.

I continue flogging him until I see every part of his skin is broken and there’s blood all over his body.

I squat to the same level with his head.

“You think you can cheat on my sister and go free, you think you can hurt her without paying a price?”

He laughs slyly.

“I have already break her, your foolish sister will soon come begging you to let me go. Wanna know why…. because she loves me so damn much”

I chuckle.

“Really?” He nods.

I clenched my fist and lands a very hærd punch on his right eye.

“You are too handsome that’s you were cheating on my sister, right?” I stand up and turn to Grayson. “Well, let me make you more handsome”

I smirk.

“Grayson, give me my dagger”

Grayson quickly hands it to me and turn back to Peter, I squat to his head’s level again.

I see him gulp nervously, fear in his eyes but he quickly switch to a bold look.

“Mr handsome, let’s add a little something to your hottness, yeah?” I raise my dagger and wave it in front of his eyes.

“W-what…do you wanna do?” He asks.

I smile sinisterly.

“Why not quiet down and see for yourself” I bring the dagger closer to his face and drag it across his face.

From his left cheek across his nose to his right cheek.

His scre-ms fills the room and I laugh heartily.

Oh, how I derive pleasure in torturing my offenders.

I boldly spell Bianca’s name on his forehead, his scre-ms getter louder and louder.

“Wow, now you are more than handsome” I stand and throw the dagger on the floor. “That is for cheating on my sister and hurting her” I take a deep breath. “Now, let’s think of a punishment that’s suitable for hitting MY woman!!”

Peter’s eyes wΒ‘den, though it’s hΓ¦rd to tell if that’s his eyes or eyebrows because his face is a bloody mess.

“No, please… Fred.. t-that is enough”

I slapped him.

“You’ve not suffer enough yet, if you wanted to fight me, you should’ve come to me directly. You made a wrong move by threatening my wife’s life” I paused and smile. “I’ve got the perfect punishment”

I turn to Grayson.

“Remember last time I broke someone’s fingers?” Grayson nods with a smirk. “Well, I’m gonna do exactly the same to him but there’s gonna be a little difference”

“W-what.. do you mean” Peter ask in a trembling voice.

“I mean since you hit my wife with these same fingers, I’m gonna cut them off!!”

“W-what? No… No… No…. No….”

I ignore him.

I pick my ever shape knife, I take his hand and laid his palm on the ground, then I start cutting off his fingers one after the other.

He starts scre-ming helplessly, when I’m done cutting all ten of his fingers I let go of his hands.

“Just…. kill… me, please” he pleads weakly, I guess he’s used all his strength in scre-ming.

“Peter, death is far too easy for you. I’m just getting started, so be a good boy and keep quiet, ok?”

“Ju.. just kill me…. ”

“Shut up!!”

I pick my dagger and rubs it on his stomach.

“Now, you’ll watch as I drain blood from your body until I drain life out of you!!”

“N-no.. plea… Ahhhh!!” He scre-med as I dig my dagger in his stomach very deeply, blood pour out in large gaps.

“How do you feel, Peter?”

He couldn’t speak, he just continue scre-ming and grunting in pain.

I continue stabbing his stomach until he couldn’t even whisper anymore.

I pull my dagger out and was ready to give him the final stab that will send him to hell.

But then I heard a small, soft, broken and scared voice….

“Fred?!!” She called.

I turn with wΒ‘dened eyes…. Who let her in??

T. B. C.

Guys does Peter deserve the punishment Fred gave to him??

And whose voice did Fred hear??

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