Revenge Led Me Into The Arm's of My Brother-In- Law.

GROANS AND MOANS

The sound of groans and moans filled the whole room as Sarah’s husband pumped into a blonde from behind.

His hands gripped her white ass, his hips shot forward, head bent backwards and eyes closed in euphoria.

‘’Yes, Daddy! Moreee!’’ The blonde screamed, her hands groping her breasts as she moaned softly.

Meanwhile, Sarah stood at the foot of the door, watching the scene through the opening.

Her hands were stretched out, her phone put in video mode as she recorded every sweet nothingness that fell off the adulterer's lips.

Satisfied with her little video, she retracted her arms, a low chuckle escaping her lips as she pushed the door open.

Her husband’s thrust didn’t lessen as he was more into reaching his climax than actually paying attention to his surroundings.

Sarah’s palms jammed against each other, the sound drawing the fornicator's attention.

Her husband’s eyes widened in shock as he pulled away from the blonde, his internal fluid dripping over her ass.

His face held shock as he jumped to his feet, crouching down to reach for his pants.

But Sarah’s heels were resting on his pants, threatening him to make a single move.

‘’B—Baby it’s not what it looks like,’’ Jerome uttered, slowly walking towards her with his hands in the air.

Sarah let out another chuckle. ‘’Looks to me like you couldn’t afford a hotel room.’’ She replied, clicking her tongue.

Her eyes involuntarily went to the whore’s ass that was still shot out.

She mentally facepalmed, averting her gaze. ‘’Is she stuck?’’ She asked, her face showing irritation as she stared at her deadbeat husband.

‘’Get the fuck out!’’ Jerome shouted, hitting the blonde's ass cheeks.

She squealed, jumping to her feet immediately.

It was like she was a doll, waiting for her master’s command.

Sarah’s face twisted at that.

She watched the girl scramble for her clothing and slipped into it, taking a few coins from Jerome’s wallet before letting herself out of the room.

Sarah’s face became cold immediately after the blonde’s exit.

The little smirk on her lips faltered, replaced by a chilling gaze.

Jerome’s heart thumped painfully just by staring at her.

‘’Wear your clothes.’’ She murmured, kicking his pants off her feet.

He quickly scrambled for it, his eyes darting to her once in a while as he slipped into his clothes.

‘’We are going to your grandmother’s place.’’ She murmured, turning her back to him.

Jerome’s face twisted at that.

‘’Excuse me?!’’ He uttered, disbelief laced in his voice.

Sarah turned around, her brows raised in annoyance.

‘’You’ve been testing me for so long Jerome! Today, I’m going to make sure your whole bank account is cleared out.’’ She responded, defiance laced in her voice.

Jerome paused for a while, staring at her.

His expression morphed from confusion to amusement, hysterical laughter escaping his lips.

‘’And how do you plan on doing that?’’ He asked, eyeing her from head to toe.

‘’With this.’‘ She replied, slipping her hands into her purse.

She brought out her phone, her hand hovering over the lit screen as she clicked on her most recent prized possession.

The video of Jerome and the blonde having sex on their matrimonial bed began to play.

She shoved it in his face, her lips curling up in victory as she watched the change in his expression.

‘’You wouldn’t dare!’’ He shouted, trying to reach for it.

But Sarah was quicker.

She stepped back, slipping the phone back in her purse.

Her hand gripped her purse tightly as she stared at him.

She could still remember when that menace in his eyes was once filled with Love for her.

Most people had speculated that their marriage had been because of a mutual family alliance.

That her grandfather had accepted the union to strengthen the business between him and Jerome’s grandmother.

But that was a lie.

Or at least that was what she had thought.

She was at her lowest in her life when Jerome came into the picture and swooped her off her feet.

He made her feel safe, happy, and loved.

She didn’t even know her grandfather was about to get into business with his grandmother.

She had voluntarily gone on her knees and begged her grandfather to let her marry him.

When he agreed, she was on top of the world.

She still couldn’t forget how happy she looked when she got married to her Prince Charming under the moonlight.

Her friends had been jealous, envious, and wanted to take her place.

She wished they had.

Because immediately after the wedding, her Prince Charming turned into a charming devil.

He not only treated her like trash but also made her stare at him and a girl he’d pick at a whore house having sexual intercourse during their honeymoon.

Then, she would cry, scream, beg him to stop, and ask why he was treating her that way.

Sometimes she would resort to hurling curses at him and threatening him with a divorce paper.

She chuckled at the thought, her eyes glistening with tears but she held it down, not willing to break before him.

She had a whole lot of divorce papers stuck in her drawer.

Papers that he was not willing to sign for reasons best known to him.

Over the years, she had learn to adapt to his wayward behavior.

And with every heartbreak he caused her, her heart hardened ten times the pain.

Right now, she was just a hollow woman with empty-filled eyes waiting to be rid of the devil she called a husband.

‘’Oh, I would!’’ She uttered, her eyes bloodshot.

‘’I have put up with your shit for the longest! You think that when your grandmother sees the video of what you do behind closed doors, you would get crowned the new CEO after her?’’ Sarah asked, staring at him tauntingly.

Jerome’s face twisted just by hearing her words. A hint of panic crossed over his features.

‘’What do you want?’’ He asked, his jaws ticking.

Sarah smiled Victoriously.

She reached for the bedside drawer and pulled it open, bringing out one of the many papers that were in it.

She walked back to Jerome and stretched it towards him. ‘’I want a divorce.’’