Married to A Stranger

"What the fuck are you saying? Are you on drugs? Let me go, you pervert!" I shouted while trying to get away from this freaking crazy naked man. "What the heck? Pervert? We just made love last night, don't you remember?" I looked at him with horror and disbelief. "What the fuck are you saying?! I don't even know you, fuckard!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "Do you want another round, com-" I didn't let him finish, I immediately kicked him right straight to his face, grabbed my clothes that was scattered in the room. Even I feel like hell, especially down there, I tried hard to move as fast as I can. I just wanted to get out of this goddamn place. "Hey! Don't leave your husband!" He said, I can even hear and imagine him, smirking. that made me more feel embarrassed. I looked at him and raised my middle finger, "Fuck you. I don't have a husband, not you."