Partition between Love and Hate.
Like this, a week passed in the blink of an eye.
Excluding the two days spent with Xenia and Saharika, I completely invested the remaining five days in Angela.
My other two wives, knowing the truth about Angela and understanding the gravity of the situation, were more than welcome to let me teach her a profound lesson.
Sure enough, actions speak louder than words….
So many unscrupulous talks, so many shameless postures, not to forget the weird bar waitress and policewoman cosplay dresses that I made her wear, her defences progressively started crumbling.
With repeated sermons signifying the importance of a man in a woman's life and brainwashing manipulating talks that we occasionally had after being intimate every time, the effect had started to show! Angela was no longer on the receiving end.
Instead, she fought many times to reclaim the initiative.....it was like a boat sinking deeper and deeper with every passing tide.