The Devil's Trap

Call me an unfortunate girl who was trying to handle her messed-up life. My life changed upside down when I had to marry the Devil. The best part, I HAVE NEVER SEEN HIS FACE. He used to come in the dark and leave me in vain. All I know, every time his eyes look at my body, it scorches my soul. He is my husband, and all I know about him is, his name is DECKER COSTELLO. ******* I could feel his wet lips over my body. He was exploring, tasting every inch of my body without my permission. He pleased himself for what he was touching, and he didn't bother to hear my sobs. "Have you ever touched a rose?" He questioned. "Yes," I answered as he pinched my erected pebbles. "Every petal is unique. Every petal has different shades in it, and when you rub it on your lips, it feels magnificent," He husked. He rubbed his lips over my neck, sucking it deeply. "You are like a rose, Adele.