Open My Eyes

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Maximus pov~

I sigh when I wake up feeling her side cold the side that's always supposed to be warm this is how I Maximus Carl Ferrari at the age of 27 wake up most days throughout the year. Just then I hear keys and hurry to get in the shower to avoid her at all costs I love her and it hurts she's just running me over doesn't she know I'm a man and I can be easily triggered?

"Max I'm home and boy did I have a good time I sent you some videos and stuff".

I scoff under the water while she's in our room thinking yea I've seen the pictures my wife sent me with dudes all over her and her kissing them what the fuck did I marry, my dad warned me that she tried to come on to him but our relationship wasn't that good for me to believe him but I do now.

I get out wrapping a towel around my waist and walk into our room to see her putting things up in the closet that she's in, I see her perfect body she's a fitness trainer she's really good the best actually, and her blonde hair flowing down her shoulders.

I sigh because this is my wife I love her still I walk up behind her and kiss her shoulder.

I say" Hey missed me".

She scoffs and spins around I sigh at the loss of contact then she kisses my lips lightly with a giggle after making me horny.

She must have noticed because she just lets the little dress that left little to no imagination for me slip down her body I groan at the sight of her perky breast and a blonde patch of hair on her pussy, I lick my lips at the sight of it.

I hate myself for still loving her and being attracted to her, I walk to the top drawer and pull out a condom then walk up and grab her turning her around and making her bend over our bench in the closet I slip the condom on and she's turned around because I don't want to see her face the faces she makes for all those guys.

I slip in her and feel her walls which seem a little more stretched than last time clench down on me and I hiss.

My wife says" Oh fuck yass Richy".

I sigh going soft instantly she killed the mood.

I slip out of her and say" FUCKKK ".

She turns around and looks at me like she did nothing, she just called me another guy's name.

I take the condom off and say" I think we should try marriage therapy".

My wife scoffs and says" Why I think we are doing great".

I groan and say" Well what about what I think does that matter you're supposed to be my wife but your out of her fucking anything that walks, look I love you okay so let's try to work this out".

She snarls at me and says" Whatever ask me when I come back from another one of my much-needed breaks".

I sigh this is her she runs anytime I ask to work on what's going on out and it's making me pissed.

My anger skyrocketed from that one snarl she gave me I say" Well look here whether you like it or not we are doing this and I expect you to be there plus you just got back from a 2-month long break how much more breaks do you need".

She shrugs and says" We are married I'm not going anywhere I can have fun and still come home to you".

I chuckle and look at the woman I fell in love with her light grey eyes, and blonde hair and see she's nothing like the lady I love she's a fraud who loves to use my money instead of hers.

I sigh and say" Look honey please just come it won't take long I will set everything up can you at least do one thing for me".

I see her shrug and I just go walk to the bathroom and wash up once again then go back to the closet to see my wife taking pictures of her in a bra and panty set that I used to wish she would wear for me, I see she sends it to a number and I growl getting dressed I need to be far away from her.

Amelia pov ~ “I’m sorry Amelia I just don’t think I can see myself being with someone who just has to outsmart me on everything”.

I sigh and look at my fiancé of 5 years and tear up a little it’s not my fault I am smart he always gets mad even if I win a little scramble game.

I say” Whatever I think I deserve better anyway now bye William you can see yourself out and pick your things up from my porch tomorrow”.

I see him still glaring at me he’s pissed I won a trivia question I’m not even trying to outsmart him he even said that when I gave proof living in Semen City would be best for us and our upcoming careers, I sigh when he closes my door and go lock it.

I sigh and think how did I Amelia Brooke Valentines at the age of 24 become who I am I really think it’s my last name I haven’t had much luck in love maybe I’m cursed I really loved him he was my everything since high school but well things don’t work out.

I walk to my shower and get in thinking how did I just become an ex-fiancé, I think about all the times we had that were good times where did I go wrong how I a marriage counsellor/ psychologist didn't notice the signs of this not being a good relationship I should have when he started putting me down and trying to tell me not to act so smart or when I would do math off the top of my head he says I’m a snob just because I went to the best schools and universities, which leads me to be quiet keeping everything to myself just because I loved him I changed myself I need to take my own advice next time.

I don’t know how long I was in the shower until I hear my phone ringing I giggle that’s not getting answered I’m sure whoever it is will leave a message, I get out look in the mirror at my brown curly hair and walk into my closet and pick out some clothes already tired and it’s 6 am he just had to start before I go to work.

Once I’m ready I head into my room to make my bed and satisfied once done and I grab my bag then leave.

I get in my car I already have my coffee and would have had breakfast if I had an appetite but nope I don’t after I just had to take my engagement ring off, he didn’t ask for it back I won’t keep it though I might sell it.

When I arrive at work I see some of the other therapists and psychologists who are my employees I hang with sometimes.

They all say “ Amelia looking good, as usual, I don’t know how you do it on a Monday”.

I wave them off and say” Well I will give you a hint it’s called perfection”.

One of them says” Let me take your picture”.

I sigh they always do this they say my outfits are always put together and love to take my pictures just so I can have them, they say they’re lucky to be my friend with how sexy I look.

I nod and pose feeling like shit on the inside because my fiancé left me I can’t even sulk in peace.

I go unlock the door and we walk in and head to our reserved offices, I own this company I have over 5 other therapists and psychologists though I’m the only marriage counsellor.

I get to my office and look at my calendar and see a note from the receptionist that all my meetings are rescheduled due to one high-paying couple that needs emergency therapy.

I sigh I find it nice that someone is willing to pay over $500 for a 2-hour meeting when my own fiancé couldn’t find it nice how smart I was.