The Runaway Wife of the Powerful Marshal

'Bam.., Bam.., Whack..' A loud sound of fighting disturbed the silent night in the Siren hotel hallway.

An outrageously beautiful woman with delicate physic in a man attire had forcefully entered the VIP hotel room after fighting with the two guards assigned in front of the door skillfully and elegantly. Her wavy brown ponytail swayed wildly when she saw her so-called handsome husband lying on the bed naked while his mistress straddled his perfectly built body.

"You bitch!!"

She lifted the voluptuous woman with her skillful martial art and threw her to the floor. The woman shrieked and ran for her life.

Her husband was looking at her with amusement.

"It's been three years, Venusa Shen. You're finally back...You have learned martial arts and defeated my guards.., not bad!" He smiled devilishly.

"I want a divorce, Damian! Take your Shen name away from my name and return my maiden last name!"

"Love? Such a mocking surname for a woman with a special temper like you!" He stared at him while devilishly raising his lips.

Then...

Slowly, like a panther eyeing its prey, he walked toward her leisurely.

He stopped right in front of her and whispered seductively on her ear, "But...I am truly... truly...sorry "Dear Wife"..., no divorce ever!"

After sending his answer, he stepped backward just to watch her lovely emotion rampaging her beautiful jade face. Then alluringly, he fixed his messy raven hair with his elegant fingers. While staring at her with a mocking gesture of desire.

"Darn you!" she charged at him and threw multiple punches that were blocked easily by him. She was making a big mistake by letting her emotions take over her intelligence and her body was opened for his counterattack. In an instance, she was charging toward an empty air and her petite body fall hard on the big bed. Immediately, she was flipping her body, but effortlessly, He charged on her, straddled her and locked her hands with the metal shackles on both sides of the bed frame. 

She was in fury.

However...

She was more embarrassed than mad. Deep inside her heart, she had been waiting for this intimate moment to happen for the longest time.

"Pervert! Let go of me..". She felt a big weapon on her tummy. Her innocent eyes looked down when she felt something was strirring and poking her stomach.

She gasped with a short breath.

"Oh..my gosh....What is that monstrous thing? Is that?.... Are you kidding me?"

Her face was blushing with realization. She was married into the powerful Shen family when she was 17 years old. It was love at first sight for her but it was one-sided. They didn't consummate their wedding night. She was waiting for her husband to love her back.

But nothing changed...

He openly told her that he only loves her as a sister.

Not long after their marriage, news of his womanizing ways reach her ear...

Finally, she was tired of waiting for her philanderer husband to love her back.

So after two years of a loveless marriage, she left him to train in martial arts at a secret location on a faraway island.

Right at the moment was the most intimate moment since she knew him. Their body touching each other and their faces facing each other while their heartbeat turn into one while they regulated deep breaths in synchrony.

"You have bloomed into a ravishing beauty!"He said with his masculine hoarse voice.

Then...

His eyes sparkled with mischievous promise. " It's time to consummate our marriage!"

"Don't you dare to touch me!" She was glaring at him viciously and struggling to kick him to no avail. His body secured her entire body from making any movement. Looks could truly be deceiving, he was tall and slim, but definitely, he had gained muscles at all the right places since she left, which explained why he was way stronger than her.

"I have been looking for you for three years, my runaway wife...It is time to punish you!" He kissed her passionately.

She was unable to talk back to him since he was smooching her so tight and hard.

With her willpower, she tried to bite on his thin steel lips but her action had backfired and instead, he started to bite on her teasingly. His hands had expertly torn apart her white cotton shirt and pulled down her black dress pants. He freed her hair wildly and spread her bountiful brown hair attractively.

"Beautiful..., three long years for my flower to bloom delightfully."

"Let me go! You deviant scoundrel!"

"You owe me an heir!"

He was preparing her passage by moving his long masculine fingers by gently probing into her secret garden.

She gasped with a soft whimpering noise.

She was unable to fight the storm rummaging inside her stomach when he touched and scrubbed her gently. She was not felt forced at all. She has been dreaming of this intimate moment in all her waking and sleeping hour.

Expertly, he locked both of her tights with his strong arms and sucked her flower deeply while his tongue entered her playfully.

She moaned. "Ohhh.....How...can...you.. licked..me..there? Ohhh... you..dog!"

She lost her fighting will and swayed her hips with strong desire. She moaned like a wild animal in heat.

He felt her orgasm and shallowed her nectar completely dry. She was still shaking and trembling with sweet desire when a hot big object entered her abruptly and ruptured her maidenhead.

She screamed in a shattered voice. "No... It's hurt...stop.."

"I can't... Your tight passage drew me in...Hold on..., the pain will go away!"

He kissed her deeply to stop her from protesting and kneading her ample twin peaks expertly to pleasure her. It was working. Her pain had disappeared and turned into delightful spasms.

He was ravaging and pummeling her with more intensity and speedy movement. She was hugging his hips with her strong legs and screamed when she climaxed multiple times. He followed her and grunted with pleasure while emptying his massive seeds.

She was still feeling the aftermath of their lovemaking and trembling in ecstasy.

Her virgin blood had oozed out and dripped down her tights.

Damian was wiping her torn bloody area with a warm wet towel. "You a bleeder!" he teased lovingly. He was glad that she was still pure in the five years of their separation.

"You Jackal...Let me go, please...I promise that I won't hit you!"

Damian complied and unlocked her shackles.

Free from restraint, she reached for his wrist and sank her teeth into the area with less muscle.

The Daredevil did not budge even when blood seeping out from his skin. She gave up.

"Are you done?"

"That's for injuring my private area!" she was pointing at her bloody area with a worried look. "I need a doctor, Damian.....Call your private healer!"

Damian laughed hoarsely. No one would believe that the cold Marshal could act freely. He was famous for his reputation as an unfeeling and icy-cold leader.

"No worry...It was your virgin blood...It won't happen anymore the next time we make love!"

"Who said there will be a next time? It only happened because you shackled me and took advantage of me!"

"Let me prove you wrong!"

Damian pounced on her and he did just that. She was under his spell and unable to stop him. They made love without care of the outside world. She had turned into a wild cat. She scratched his shoulder deeply and even bit his neck.

After five hours of duration, she fell asleep with a satisfying smile on her beautiful small face.

Damian was watching her wild cat spreading her wings. She was sprawled in the bed like a goddess of love just like her maiden name Venusa Love.

Their parents were close friends. Their fathers were in charge of the kingdom's military power. He had known her since she was born. She was like a little sister he never had.

They betrothed when she was twelve and he was seventeen. One year after their betrothal, their parents were killed by the rebel army at the Imperial party by a time bomb. Both of them had used each other strengths to comfort each other. They became close confidants and friends in the following two years. Then, they got married so she could claim her inheritance and for political reasons. But in one year of marriage, he was busy strengthening his military power and neglected her.

He was treating her with a cold shoulder. She was furious when she found him cheating on her with another woman. She left him without saying goodbye. He was busy with power struggles and rebellions, so he didn't look for her right away. But her trace was cold by the time he searched for her. He thought that she was killed by the rebel and felt that a part of him had died that day. He became a cold and unforgiving tyrant.

When he saw her barging with her fiery attractive look, his heart sank. He finally realized that he had been in love with her all this time. All the women in his life were unable to quench his thirst. When their body became one, he knew from that moment that he wouldn't be able to touch another woman anymore.

This time, he would never let her go.