Hey guys. I'm trying a new book.

  So vote yes or no and such if you like the 1st half of this Chapter.

  Remember, it's only 1/2 of a Chapter.

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  Chapter 1

PoV: Sonic

  I washed my face and turned off the faucet. I looked in the mirror of this old house. Everything molding, dusty and falling apart. I tried cleaning it so many times, nothing worked. Today was our anniversary, I hated this day.

  Once Fleetaway got home, I wouldn't be able to do anything unless he said so. I seasoned the chicken and put in in the oven to roast. I grabbed a bottle of wine and removed the cork before taking a long sip. I carried it with me as I looked at the time.

"5:47. Fuck," I walked up to my room and change out of my sweats.

  I put on one of the dresses he made we wear with red heals. I put on the red lipstick he made me wear and took another long sip from the bottle of wine. I walked back down stairs and put some champagne on ice. I quickly heated up some mashed potaotes and peas. I set the table as quickly as I could.

"There you are."

"Ahh!" I dropped the bowl I was holding.

"My little wife," Fleetaway pulled my waist so I was pressed up against him, "What did you make for me?"

"... J-just some chicken and mashed potatoes. Peas too, ahh!" He picked me up, "Fleetaway... p-put me down."

"Sweet little wife, don't you know that is never going to happen," he laid me onto the couch, "You wear this all day?"

  I nodded.

"Good," he lifted the skirt of my dress, "You like being in the kitchen? I know you do."

  He was nuzzling my neck. I couldn't fight him anymore. Not after three years of this hell.

"Turn over like I like," he ordered me.

  I felt agony as I turned onto my stomach. Fleetaway folded the skirt of my dress over me. He licked my leg and started pulling me back up.

"Wait, don't you want to eat while the foods still warm?" I offered.

"That's why I bought a microwave. I'm gonna eat you first," he started ripping the dress.

"Wait Fle-" he kissed me. Rough and forceful.

  That was the next four hours. Hard, rough and agonizing.

--- 10 pm ---

  My body hurt. Fleetaway left to eat in the kitchen. I couldn't sit up, it hurt so much to move.

"You like your present?" He called.

"... yes..." I cried as I forced myself up. Blood stained the couch and my underwear.

"Come here," Fleetaway ordered me over.

  He force me to sit on his golden furred lap. He had eaten the entire chicken. Not even a scrap of meat left. The only thing he left behind were the peas.

"Why won't you eat your veggitables?"  I reached to eat one and he grabbed my hand.

"I'm a carnivore, you know that. Tempt me and I might eat you," he grinned, showing off his pointed teeth.

  I hope there's no round two.

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  There will be more in the book if I make it. Just let me know if this interests you.

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