The Revenge Of The Broken Ex-wife

Gina's POV

The sounds of skin slapping against each other and loud moans filled the penthouse, welcoming me from the door. My grip on the doorknob tightened as I stepped in warily, my heart latched on my throat.

“O-oh f-fuck, Adrian, yes!”

Adrian. My husband. Fucking another woman that wasn't me?

My legs moved on their own before I could think and I rushed up the stairs, gripping the test results in my hands tightly. Please let this be a dream. Or a prank of some sort. Let it not be real.

My steps slowed as I stood in front of the door to Adrian's room, our room and the sex sounds were even louder than before. I could hear it loud and clear, the way he slammed into her with uncontrollable force.

His groans and moans of pleasure filled my ears and the papers slipped out of my hands in despair. I reached for the doorknob when I heard him speak and his next words had me freezing.

“Fuck, Mara, I love you so fucking much.” He groaned in pleasure and it felt like I had been doused with cold water.

My husband was sleeping with my sister?

“Liar,” I heard Maya giggle in between moans. “You love my sister. That's why you married her after all. That's why you abandoned me.” She continued, her voice sulky and his thrusts slowed.

“Regina? I never loved her, who told you that? I only married her because she was nothing but collateral. She was the payment for your father's loan, remember? Besides, she kept throwing herself at me. You know I would choose you a million times over her, princess.” Adrian said, his voice soft and loving, and it felt like my heart had been crushed into pieces, making it hard to breathe.

“No…” I whispered. How could that be true? He had asked me to marry him, by himself. He promised he loved me. That he wanted to start a family with me.

Was this why he became distant after the wedding? Because I was nothing more than collateral?

“Divorce her and be with me, Adrian. I don't want to keep hiding like this anymore. She's useless to me, to us.” Maya complained like a child and I couldn't believe my ears.

Maya was not just my sister, she was my best friend. I trusted her with my life, and all I did for her was useless?

“I can't,” Adrian mumbled in distaste. “She is important. I need to use her to get the secret inheritance that she wields. Once it's mine, she can be dead and I wouldn't give a fuck.”

I took multiple steps backwards, resting on the pillar behind me to steady myself. My breath was becoming heavy as I struggled to suck in oxygen but it felt like my lungs were clogged.

They spoke some more but I couldn't listen anymore. I was shaking with rage and just when they resumed their fucking duties, I charged forward and pushed the door open.

Adrian was on top of Maya and the moment the door opened, they immediately separated with wide eyes.

“Gina.” Adrian breathed as he sat up. “You're early. Why are you back so early?”

“Why am I back so early to catch you screwing my sister?” I questioned in disbelief and turned to see that Maya had no look of guilt on her face. She simply blew on her nails like my presence was insignificant.

“Calm down, Gina. It's not that big of a deal.” Adrian muttered, draping his pants back on and I scoffed in disbelief.

“Yeah, stop acting like the world is about to end,” Maya added as she stretched gently before covering herself with the blankets.

“Aren't you both ashamed of yourselves? I trusted you… And this is how you mess with me?” I questioned in horror and Maya rolled her eyes in annoyance.

“You refused to give me a child. That was the only key to my inheritance and you chose to remain barren. I took the fertile option instead. I'm doing you a favor. Why are you so quirky about it?” Adrian replied nonchalantly and I just stood there in disbelief.

“I'm pregnant, Adrian. I'm not infertile.” I spat and Maya's eyes widened in shock, then her lips curled into a sinister smile.

“My, oh, my. How is that possible? I was sure I made you take those birth control pills every day. Did I miss a day?” Maya muttered and my heart stopped.