Page 43 of My Sweet Psycho

She smiled, but I couldn't see her eyes because she wore dark sunglasses. “Why don't you relax?”

I began to rub the cream in, starting from her shoulders. Her muscles were nice and relaxed. Since we had a private beach house, I wondered if I had time to fuck her on the sun lounger before lunch.

We spent the first four days fucking and going out for a few dinners, with the following two days seeing the sights. Now, it was relaxation time. I thought of the amount of cum I stuffed her pussy with and hoped it was enough to get her pregnant.

“I’m going to get us some drinks and bring lunch outside,” I said to her as I rubbed the last of the sun cream into her skin. She would need good food and care while she carried our child. I could fuck her later.

“Do you need a hand?” Nari asked half-heartedly.

“No, you relax. I’m going to give you a workout later,” I said with a chuckle.

Her smile spread, and I leaned down to kiss her on her lips before I stood up.

It didn't take me long to put our lunch together. The fridge was well stocked, and I made some fresh juice smoothies, which I blended with pregnancy vitamins. So far, she hadn't noticed anything. I intended to enjoy the final few days of our honeymoon.

As soon as I reached the pool area I knew something was wrong. Nari was sitting upright, and I saw my phone in her hand. My mind flashed back to our conversation about our passcodes.

She couldn't have gotten past my facial recognition, but she knew I had used the day and year of my birthday as my passcode. She told me she used her sister’s details, and I slipped up by telling her I used my own. I put the tray on the table and sat on the opposite sun lounger.

“You were spying on me?” she whispered.

My lips tightened, and I decided it was time to be honest with her because this could have happened at any time. I wouldn't have minded if it was ten years from now, but that wasn't the case.

“No matter what I tell you. It doesn't change the fact that you're my wife, Nari. I took my vows seriously, and I meant the inscriptions on our wedding rings,” I said in a harsh voice.

Her eyes widened, and I could see the hurt and anger simmering beneath the shock.

The bottom line was that she was mine, and nothing could change that, not even her.

Chapter 28

Nari

When my name popped on his notifications as a calendar reminder, I was curious to see what it was. After trying a few variations of his birthday, I had access to his phone. Searching for my name on his phone brought up a weird app. He had information and my photos from November, and I met him in January. The app had duplicate access to all of my phone applications. My messages, call logs, and all of my personal information were on his phone.

I sat there in disbelief as I tried to piece everything together. He came to my work and ended up being in the same bar I was in when I met Zofia and Moonpie.

Oh my god. I fell for him hook, line and sinker. Did he have a good laugh at my expense? Did he feed me all those loved-up lines to deceive me?

I gasped when I saw pictures of me standing at my bedroom window. I checked the date, and it was taken in December. I began to flick through all the photos. They were taken by spying on me or from my social media accounts. I thought about him insisting we get married quickly. My eyes blurred with tears.

Did I really know Tae at all?

I heard his footsteps and quickly wiped the tears from my cheeks. He paused as he reached me, and his eyes narrowed at his phone in my hand.

He had the nerve to be affronted that I was on his phone.

He put the tray on the table and sat on the lounger opposite me.

“You were spying on me?” I said, but my voice came out as a whisper.

I searched his face but watched his expression harden, and he clenched his jaw before he spoke.

“No matter what I tell you. It doesn't change the fact that you're my wife, Nari. I took my vows seriously, and I meant the inscriptions on our wedding rings,” he said.

I felt a shock bolt through me, and my back straightened as I stared back at the stranger before me.

“In fact, I think we should extend our stay for a few days for you to adjust,” he said with a positively hostile smile.

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