I will get it

woke from my drunken stupor to find hawna making duaas crying.

"What the FUCK bitch,get up and give me your body,stop crying for FUCK sake"

She's trembling but I want sex like now.

I stalk towards her retreating figure.

FUCK I love her curves,her sexy lips but she says no when I'm drunk.

But today she has no choice,I'm taking my rights.

"please eliyas don't"

She teared up holding her hands on my chest,in an attempt to stop me.

I said roughly" if you insist on struggling I'll punch you"her eyes widened in shock

"no please don't,I can't I'm pregnant you animal"

I laughed evilly "like I give a FUCK,rukhsana is dead this brat can't replace her"

She flinched"how can you say that,I miss her too but I don't go and drink and screw up like you".

If you don't know rukhsana was our three year old daughter who I killed.

Hawna is five months pregnant currently.

I pulled her throwing her on the bed ,I ripped her blouse exposing her,she clutched her body in defence,