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thoughts scared and excited Angyl. She had long ago given up on loving anyone ever again and now here was this man being so gentle with her son, as well as being gentle with her. She was scared of Ace but not for the reasons she was scared of her ex-husband, she knew that Ace would never hit her, or treat her like trash. She was scared of Ace because of her feelings for this man and how fast she had come to have these feelings, but she knew she was going to stay with him for as long as she could, because the thought of losing this feeling crushed her.
“Yes and I have taken to your son as well, he is a special little man.”
“Yes he is.” Angyl said smiling at Ace.
“I will buckle him in his car seat now, is there anywhere you want to go before we head home.”
“No, I’m exhausted and I need to get Nathan put into bed.” Angyl said. She liked the sound of Ace saying before we go home. It made her feel special. Her son and she, finally had a permanent place.
“Home it is then.” Ace said, then reached over and gave Angyl a soft kiss at first, then it turned into a hungry passionate kiss. It stole Angyl's breath; she felt her legs start to give and then felt his strong arms go around her. When they parted, her lips were full from the kissing and she looked into his eyes and saw them full of desire. It was Ace who broke the silence first.
“Yes home it is then.” They got in the car and drove back to Ace’s house.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
David had seen Ace carry his son from the movie theater and felt more betrayed by his wife every moment that he saw this other man holding his son or playing with him. He followed them to Ace's car and saw them entwined in a passionate kiss, which just pissed him off even more. It had pissed him off so much that he saw red and almost ruined his whole plan right then and there. He managed to get himself back under control before he slipped up, but it had been a really close call, too close in fact.
After he followed them home, he decided he needed to do something to help his rage, so he went and found a whore and beat on her. He used a cigarette and burned her and used a knife to cut her then burned the cuts closed. He did this for hours just relishing the feel of this power of control he had. He tortured the hooker until she died, then painted the rose above where he chose to put her body. He had killed a whore every night since being out and each time after he was done it always left him feeling much better. He would pick them because they were easy and it would help calm him down when he was pissed off at his wife. He never slept with the street whores he tortured and killed them, he didn't want to catch any of their sufferable diseases, plus he wanted to be clean for his wife. He wanted to be clean for his wife because he knew that when he was done punishing her, he was going to fuck her. He just didn’t know if she was going to live after he was done or not.
Either way she was the only one he could ever fuck, after he got with her he realized that he couldn’t fuck anyone else, it pissed him off. He had wanted to beat his wife for that alone. He's a half demon, how can he, of all things be stuck to one woman? He’s supposed to be able to cause suffering and pain to everyone and yet he can’t even torture women or men in one of the most evil ways he could think of. He had decided when he got her back, he was going to show her all the horrors of what he could do, if she was the only one that he could fuck, then he would make it count by torturing her the ways he longed. He was done treating her better than he had treated anyone else; he was going to treat her just like he used to treat men and women alike. This way he knew that once she saw how bad it could get, she would gladly do as he said. She would do as he said so not to upset him bad enough
“Yes and I have taken to your son as well, he is a special little man.”
“Yes he is.” Angyl said smiling at Ace.
“I will buckle him in his car seat now, is there anywhere you want to go before we head home.”
“No, I’m exhausted and I need to get Nathan put into bed.” Angyl said. She liked the sound of Ace saying before we go home. It made her feel special. Her son and she, finally had a permanent place.
“Home it is then.” Ace said, then reached over and gave Angyl a soft kiss at first, then it turned into a hungry passionate kiss. It stole Angyl's breath; she felt her legs start to give and then felt his strong arms go around her. When they parted, her lips were full from the kissing and she looked into his eyes and saw them full of desire. It was Ace who broke the silence first.
“Yes home it is then.” They got in the car and drove back to Ace’s house.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
David had seen Ace carry his son from the movie theater and felt more betrayed by his wife every moment that he saw this other man holding his son or playing with him. He followed them to Ace's car and saw them entwined in a passionate kiss, which just pissed him off even more. It had pissed him off so much that he saw red and almost ruined his whole plan right then and there. He managed to get himself back under control before he slipped up, but it had been a really close call, too close in fact.
After he followed them home, he decided he needed to do something to help his rage, so he went and found a whore and beat on her. He used a cigarette and burned her and used a knife to cut her then burned the cuts closed. He did this for hours just relishing the feel of this power of control he had. He tortured the hooker until she died, then painted the rose above where he chose to put her body. He had killed a whore every night since being out and each time after he was done it always left him feeling much better. He would pick them because they were easy and it would help calm him down when he was pissed off at his wife. He never slept with the street whores he tortured and killed them, he didn't want to catch any of their sufferable diseases, plus he wanted to be clean for his wife. He wanted to be clean for his wife because he knew that when he was done punishing her, he was going to fuck her. He just didn’t know if she was going to live after he was done or not.
Either way she was the only one he could ever fuck, after he got with her he realized that he couldn’t fuck anyone else, it pissed him off. He had wanted to beat his wife for that alone. He's a half demon, how can he, of all things be stuck to one woman? He’s supposed to be able to cause suffering and pain to everyone and yet he can’t even torture women or men in one of the most evil ways he could think of. He had decided when he got her back, he was going to show her all the horrors of what he could do, if she was the only one that he could fuck, then he would make it count by torturing her the ways he longed. He was done treating her better than he had treated anyone else; he was going to treat her just like he used to treat men and women alike. This way he knew that once she saw how bad it could get, she would gladly do as he said. She would do as he said so not to upset him bad enough
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