My Husband Became Her Toy, Now He's Crawling Back to Me
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Introduction
For three years, I was the envy of Manhattan’s elite—the untouchable heiress with the flawless life.
My husband? The media constantly fawned over him, dubbing him "God’s gift to women" and the absolute epitome of a perfect gentleman.
Then came the video. The damn video that shattered it all.
Kneeling on the floor, wearing a thick leather collar like a pathetic stray, was the man I had loved deeply for years.
At the other end of the leash stood another woman, the stiletto of her red-soled Louboutin pressing ruthlessly into his cheek.
"Tell me, what are you?" she demanded.
"I'm Mistress Elena's dog," he whimpered. "I just want to get away from Sienna... I'm so sick of that suffocating bitch."
Every vow, every promise we ever made, instantly dissolved into a sick, twisted joke.
But instead of breaking down, I just smiled. And I hit save.
If he wanted to act like a dog so badly, I’d be more than happy to oblige. I was going to make sure he choked on that damn leash.
Chapter 1
Three years into our marriage, amid Novaria's glittering social whirl, I was the heiress everyone envied.
My husband was the man the media dubbed "God's perfect gentleman dropped into the mortal world."
Until that day, I saw that damn video.
The man kneeling on the ground like a dog with a collar in the video was none other than my husband, whom I have loved deeply for many years.
Another figure held the leash, her red-soled shoe tip grinding into his face. "Say it—what are you?"
"I'm Elena's dog. I want to escape that suffocating bitch Sienna."
Our once-sacred vows had twisted into a cruel joke.
Yet I saved the video with a smile.
If he loved playing the dog, I'd indulge him fully.
I'd make him regret that choice bitterly.
"Master feels so good! This worthless dog is dying of pleasure."
"You bastard! Did I permit that?" The whip cracked viciously across Julian Conway's back.
"Thank you, Master! This worthless mutt is dying of pleasure!"
I stared blankly at the phone screen, the video playing out.
The collared figure groveling on all fours was my beloved husband of many years.
The one yanking the leash was none other than renowned therapist Elena Andrews.
The jewelry I'd spent two hours meticulously selecting crashed to the floor, shattering into pieces.
It was meant to be my eighth-anniversary gift for him.
Before I could process it, the next frame plunged me deeper into hell.
The man who appeared so refined and elegant before me now knelt like a dog at Elena's feet, eyes greedily fixed on her shoe tip.
"Master, please reward your worthless mutt! Let me lick you."
Elena remained coldly detached on screen, kicking Julian's most aroused spot with her toe.
"Master feels so good."
"Getting all worked up, are you?"
Elena sneered. "Julian, picture yourself at home—like a perfect mannequin. Only here are you free to be the filthy slime you are."
"Only I can give you this rush!"
Julian's body shuddered violently with excitement.
"Yes, Elena. Punish me, please. Sienna's high-and-mighty nobility makes me sick. I want to rip that smug, superior face of hers to shreds."
"Good."
With that, Julian lunged like a rabid dog, lost in ecstasy as he licked at Elena's shoe tip.
The world hailed Julian as a rare gentleman.
But only I knew his every success was built on the resources I'd piled up for him single-handedly.
I'd always believed loving him meant giving my all.
Now, I wasn't so sure.
As the screen went dark, Julian walked in.
"Darling, when did you buy this penthouse villa? Is it for me?" He dropped to his knees, deftly slipping off my shoes.
In a daze, I flashed back to him kneeling at Elena's feet.
"No need..."
Before I finished, his hand slid up my calf. "Darling, your skin's always so cool. Tonight, for our anniversary, I've prepared your favorite..."
His kisses peppered my leg densely, churning nausea in my gut while my body trembled uncontrollably.
That mouth had kissed Elena, licked her intimate places—even her shoe tip...
"Darling, you're so excited today, even shaking?" Julian's hand ventured shamelessly under my skirt.
"Julian, your tie's crooked." I fought back the instinctive pleasure surging through me. "Where have you been?"
A flicker of unwitting hope rose inside me, hoping he'd confess the truth.
But he didn't. He just paused, then stood.
"I was too eager to get back to you."
He buried his face in my neck, showering it with dense kisses.
"Only you make me lose all control."
It was my most sensitive spot.
My body melted almost instantly.
Yet my mind replayed Julian groveling, face alight with thrill as he lapped at Elena's shoe tip.
"Been wanting this for a while, haven't you?" He chuckled lightly, slipping his hand into my underwear.
I let out a needy gasp despite myself.
But as he reached for my buttons, his phone rang—Elena's voice blared.
"You Worthless dog! Come to your master at once!"
He shoved me away instantly, his eyes shifting. "Sorry, Sienna. Emergency with the company merger—I have to go."
"I'll make it up to you properly when I get back tonight."
He rushed over for a quick kiss.
I looked up at him.
In the old days, I'd have soothed him tenderly—no worries, just remember to eat.
Now, it all struck me as ridiculous.
I nodded weakly.
He turned and left without a backward glance.
I hauled myself up, staggering to the vast floor-to-ceiling window.
My phone lit up—the family lawyer calling.
"Ms. Hayworth, the 'Spousal Rights Sharing Agreement' you signed is about to take effect. Mr. Conway will gain 20% control of the family trust."
"Fine."
I lit a slim ladies' cigarette, watching Julian's car speed away eagerly, then paused. "Freeze it. Now!"
The lawyer on the line clearly faltered, hesitating. "But tomorrow's the signing ceremony..."
I got his shock; just a day ago, I'd fussed over perfecting that agreement as my eighth-anniversary gift to Julian.
I exhaled a smoke ring coolly. "I said freeze it."
"Also, dig into that psychologist Elena Andrews. I want every detail on her—background, everything."
I hung up, staring at the car vanishing from view, and let a smile curl my lips.
A good show should always come to a satisfying end.
Now, falling out openly with them would be letting them off too easily.
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