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Blemished Love - Season 1 - Episode 3
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The drive to their matrimonial home was quiet as it seems Tom was still angry over her wife’s reaction in church.

Tom and Grissel never had a thing for honeymoons out of town. They both agreed on a night in their new home.

The movers brought their things in two weeks to their wedding while they both supervised the interior decorator who worked on the arrangements.

They had the bedroom decorated specially for the wedding night where they both stayed away from before the wedding. She did a good work with the shades of blue in the room.

Soon they arrived at their gate where their driver for that day got down to open up the gate.

On other days, Tom would have rushed to open the door for her to get down but he just got out of the car and walked into the house but it almost seemed as if something else was bothering him.

Grissel shook her head while walking briskly to meet him inside on his way up.
‘You practically tried to hurt my lips with that violence kiss.’ She said when the door closed behind them.
‘What are you driving at Grissel?’
‘All I’m saying is you tried to hurt me back there in church.’
‘Okay, I’m sorry.’
‘Just that?’
‘What else do you want me to say Grissel.’
‘You can start with the reason why you hurt my lips.’
‘After all the nice things I said out there from my heart all you could think of right now is hurt lips.’
‘Yes, it’s equally important and I want to know why you hurt me.’
‘Maybe you can start with why you forgot our vows when you told me last night you memorized it.’

‘It just happened Tom but right now we are not talking about that but my lips.’
Tom turned and looked at her standing in the middle of the hall as if she was glued to that spot. He realized her constant mention of hurting her lips wasn’t the problem but walking upstairs. His wife was scared.
He walked closer to her and reached out for her lips. Tom had always been the first to say sorry since he had anger issues like his dad. So that moment wasn’t different as he’s been trying so hard over the years not to become like his dad.
‘Look it’s true I hurt your lips. Forgive me.’ He held her head and brought his lips onto hers and gave her a passionate kiss just the way she liked it.

Tom broke the kiss after a few minutes. ‘There you go, does that make up for what I did.’

She nodded coyly and still stood at the point she was since they came in.

He watched her fumbled with her hands and the next thing she knew Tom had carried her climbing the stairs. He dropped her at the entrance of the door and locked up.
‘Why do you have to carry me here?’
‘Because that is what newlyweds do and this is your room now.’

‘Aah okay, I forgot.’ She feigned a smile.
‘Now you know so can you freshen up, I will be waiting for you.’

Tom winked giving her a clue.
‘What for?’ She asked naively.
‘Our wedding night.’

‘Please I’m tired, can’t we postpone?’ She asked with fear lacing her voice..
‘That wasn’t what we agreed on Grissel.’
‘I know I said no sex before marriage and now we are married but I’m tired tonight.’
Tom shook his head, watching his wife of twelve hours ago undress herself shyly while hiding her body alongside. He decided to let it go as she’s worth the wait.

He has tried initiating sex for as far as he could remember during courtship but his wife wouldn’t agree to it. Tom loves and adores Grissel so he had to let her win all the time like he was about to do now.

‘Alright, I can wait one more night Grissel.’
‘Thank you Tom, I know it’s selfish of me but you are the best.’ She smiled happily.
He gave her a sad look, took off his wears and walked to the bathroom in his boxers bare chested.

‘Love, you have a call.’ Grissel shouted out to him minutes after.
‘Okay, just a minute,’ he came out with drops of water on his face, picked up his phone and hit the recall button.
‘Hello,’ he said to the other caller. The rest was him nodding his head and then hanged up.

‘Why didn’t I do this sooner,’ he whispered to himself with an expression her wife couldn’t read.
‘Tom is everything okay’, Grissel asked when she saw how he sat abruptly on the bed.
‘Yeah, just work.’

But he felt an adrenaline surge through his body and he couldn’t wait any longer. He closed his eyes, opened it immediately and tried to walk closer to her.

She turned around and got startled.
‘Jeez Tom, you scared me.’ She said with her hand across her chest as she wasn’t done undressing and she didn’t want to seem like she was so shy about her body.
‘I’m sorry about church, I should have paid attention last night when you were fidgeting over how your first night would be like.’

‘Yeah you should have, maybe I wouldn’t have gone to church today thinking about it.’ She replied with fear.

‘Forgive me, can we take it slow now?’ he said caressing her hands which he held earlier when she got startled.
He always had a way with his words. Grissel always found solace in his words since they met.

But she realized he seemed worked out and angry even when he meant to sweet talk her.
‘Tom I’m sorry, you just have to wait for tomorrow. I thought you agreed earlier to let it go for tonight.’
‘Come on Grissel this is so childish, we are married for heaven’s sake.’
She ignored his ranting’s and walked away into the washroom.
Grissel came back in her long red night gown and sat on their bed.
Tom has a thing for Red’s. At that moment he wasn’t thinking right, he walked closer to his wife who was about to pray.

Grissel was caught off guard, all she realized was her night gown getting ripped off, her strength giving her away slowly and Tom on top of her doing his own press up.
She yelled to him to reconsider. She cried loudly and tried throwing tantrums. He seemed to have heard her pleas so he paused at a point and took it slow while still pinning her down.

The room went dark, as if her yells had the ability to turn off the power but she just hadn’t noticed her hands hit the external light switch.

She tried to push him away but his strength was much more than hers.

Her sobbing’s filled the room, her tears soiled her face. She has no idea what else soiled the bed but she could feel it so wet.
At a point he released the grip on her and Grissel had a perfect chance to get away but she looked into his eyes through her teary eyes and their gazes met.

She saw pure lust in his eyes but there was a certain feeling running through her body at that moment she felt she wasn’t a victim anymore.

Tom looked away and forgot he released his grip earlier. He kissed her slowly from the neck region to her chest.

She thought for a moment what she has to lose when he hasn’t complained for the past minutes. Seems what she was afraid of didn’t matter to Tom at all.
Grissel m0aned away through her sobbing’s, though in pain but responded to every touch and t----t.
He gave his final t----t and collapsed on her.
She pushed him off with a certain force and gathered the sheet to cover herself.
She was in a semi sitting position while her husband pushed up his pants and sat at the edge of the bed with his hands on his head.
‘Are you satisfied,’ she managed to ask after a long sigh and tears.
She picked herself up from the bed gently, struggled through her walking to the bathroom unclad.
She spent almost the rest of the evening in the bath tub.
‘Did I just get defiled by my husband?’ She forced a smile. She wasn’t so sure why she smiled that way when she was in tears earlier.
Grissel shook her head then her eyes fell on the medicine bottle on the washroom shelf. She got out of the tab and picked it up reading the inscription on it carefully.

Her eyes lit with joy as she took out three capsules and drop them in her mouth. Getting herself back into the tub, she fetched the running water into her mouth and swallowed so hard.
After a few minutes of trying to wash the sweat off her body she got out and wiped herself dry. With her towel wrapped around her body, she came out still struggling to walk.
Grissel realized Tom had already changed the sheets and was fast asleep. That made her wonder how long she spent in the bathroom.
She let out a heavy sigh and picked up her pillow heading out of her room then she remembered Tom hadn’t said anything since the act. He just slept off.
Grissel looked back at her husband coiled under the duvet and walked back. ‘I can’t let two years of hard work go down the drain.’ She muttered painfully.
She stood at her side of the bed and glared at him then la!d herself gently beside him.
“Forgive Grissel, you were at fault too.’ She murmured to herself and pulled the duvet over her head.

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