Venom: Bitter hearts

Entering her hotel room, she was shocked to see her husband there. Recovering from her shock, she smirked with hatred burning in her heart. She turned towards the bathroom. "Come here." Her husband said with a straight face while pouring himself a glass of whiskey, "Please your husband,darling." he stated, widening his legs. He was surely here to satisfy his lust. The way he was sitting was itself demanding. The nerve. With that thought, she fumed at him with gritted teeth, "How do you want me to serve you?". He smiled cruelly, "Kneel, sweets." "And when I don't?" she challenged him. "when"? He chuckled and said with the commanding voice, "You don't defy me, darling." She smirked with hatred consuming her body completely. "Don't you know who my lawyer is?" With that sentence said, his mind reminded him about her betrayal with that supposed lawyer who always happens to be around his wife. Grabbing her arms, he pulled her closer to him, almost touching their faces. Their breath hitched with proximity. He scanned her face closely to see some changes on her face with mild makeup. Captivating! He concluded. She stepped back from him, and he said, "Stop hanging out with your little lover." She was clearly amused by his words and wanted to add some fire to it: "He's absolutely not little." He took a step closer to her to look into her eyes, which were dancing with mirth. "Don't forget-he's your sister-in-law's fiancé. Refrain yourself from these kinds of acts". Pausing to grab a strand of hair falling on her face to tuck it behind her ear, he said, "You very well know what people call these kinds of women." She didn't flinch from the venom in his words and asked, "AND WHAT KIND OF WORDS DO PEOPLE USE TO CALL A MAN WHO'S MARRIED AND HAVING AFFAIRS WITH DON'T KNOW HOW MANY WOMEN?'' "My lawyer will talk to you about molestation charges and restraining order. NOW OUT." with she went towards the bathroom.