Page 20 of His Vengeful Tradwife

Amanda's shriek of rage rattled around my skull as I quickly pulled up Tallulah's TikTok.

I remembered that she had never liked this skincare company, telling me she suspected they tested on animals. At the time I had waved her off. What did my little homemaker wife know about business after all?

Tallulah's face and body filled the frame. It wasn't a very long video, only about 2 minutes and 55 seconds long. But she didn't need that long to give her opinion of their skincare products. It was a 2 minute and 55 second long rant and I watched it as thebottom dropped out of my retirement accounts and any hope of retiring before age 150 vanished.

"It's my opinion," she ended, "that anyone who ends up actually using this skincare is going to end up as a crusty dusty bitch far before they should."

"Fix this!" Amanda and Horace wailed in both of my ears.

"I'll fix it, I'll fix it," I said numbly, wondering what the fuck I was going to do, when Tallulah came up in front of me.

"Gosh, was it something I said?" she asked.

Then her hand shot out and she grabbed my testicles, twisting them both in her hand.

"Looks like I've gotyouby the balls, Maverick," she said sweetly.

And all I could think was

What is my wife capable of?

What have I done to my formerly perfect and happy life?

CHAPTER 7

Tallulah

"The problem with you, Maverick, is you're always used to getting your own way," I said reflectively, my hand tightening on my ex's balls.

"Tallulah, you need to fix this right now!" he tried to growl at me, but I only squeezed harder.

"I could crush these like two clementines in a saggy sock," I said. "So shut up and listen to me. I have no interest in making this divorce easy on you. What I'm doing to your sad testicles is what I plan to do to every aspect of your life, you cheating bastard."

His dark eyes widened.

Life had been pretty easy for hotshot lawyer Maverick Laurent. Big, tall, handsome as sin. Dark, thick hair, jawline that could cut through glass, big thick dick. That kind of sexy dominating personality that makes your pussy drip so hard it's soaking your panties.

But that was all about to end. No more easy life for him.

"What's gotten into you, Tallulah?" he said, gasping hoarsely as I had his balls in a vice grip. "This isn't who you are."

"I guess we don't know much about each other," I shot back at him. "Because I didn't knowyouwere the kind of shittyasshole to throw away your happy family for some random work pussy."

Maverick's face went white at my words.

"Go on," I hissed at him. "Tell me she's not just random work pussy. Tell me howspecialyour sordid little affair is."

He said nothing.

Amanda, who had been wailing while looking at her stock market app, glared at my ex.

"Well, Maverick?" she snapped. "Tell her about what we have."

He said nothing, staring at me.

I let go of his balls, but still he said nothing.

"Well, Maverick?" I asked. "I'm waiting."

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