Entangled With My Alpha Triplets

Thirty two

~Asher~

When I saw the tape, something dark flicked inside of me. One that I knew I couldn't control because it was her.

She was all mine but she had to be so loose with him. If I wanted to share, I wouldn't have submitted myself into this life time commitment called marriage.

Yes, I did it because of my selfish reasons but it didn't mean that I didn't like her at all.

Was he all that she ever wanted? Was there something she had seen in me to make her lose interest all of a sudden?

No, I was just overthinking like I had done in my past relationships but then again...

The look in her eyes during our wedding told me she didn't want any of this. She was only infatuated by the thought of me wanting her and now, Tyler had offered himself on a golden platter, why wouldn't she take it?

I was such an idiot to trust the loyalty of a slave. This was the reason why the rich always chose to marry amongst themselves.

"Asher." She called softly in her sleep.

Then she muttered, throwing her hand over to me. "I'm sorry."

"Are you sorry because you got caught cheating or you mean that?" I asked, refusing to look at her.

If I did, I would forgive her so easily.

"He forced me into it, Asher." She breathed, trying to hold my hand.

"Don't touch me." I warned, pulling away.

Anger thundered through me and I knew I was going to crash out any moment from now.

"You let another man fuck before our wedding and then on our wedding night, some guy whom I believe you know came in here and you come up with some bullshit story that you thought it was me?!" I barked, finally looking at her.

There she was, looking vulnerable in her form but it was all an act to make me fall for her again.

"No, I promise."

"Tyler threatened me to elope with him and I can show you proof. I didn't want to tell you because you both would fight." Yeah, the cliche excuse of being so considerate not to come between two brothers.

How adorable!

"What about before that? You looked like you were enjoying it." I pointed out.

She shook her head and bit her fingers nervously, an act she did whenever she lied. "I didn't."

"I felt violated and you know that."

"I know nothing!" I yelled, standing to my feet.

I could call in Tyler to have her fucked and she would beg him not to stop. That was already a sick idea I didn't want to give into.

"Yes, you do and I'm sorry, alright? Please, forgive me and let me make it up to you." She begged, getting out of bed naked and falling to her knees.

I kept my head straight, refusing to be distracted by the roundness of her boobs.

"He gave you pleasure like you haven't felt that before with me and I'll just take it that all I give you is pain." I stated.

"At the start of it, yes but that's not you anymore. You make me happy and I was a whore for letting him touch me." She explained, guilt crossing her face.

"And what makes you think that I cannot go back to my old self? Whores deserve to be punished and I could do that to you till I'm fully satisfied." I replied, fighting the urge to wrap my hand around her throat and choke her.