Going Berserk After She Cursed Me With Her Lust

My husband's childhood friend, Ayna Sweeney, has a compulsive sexual behavior disorder. To maintain her pure image, she secretly uses black magic to transfer part of her desire onto me.

She seduces my husband, Eric Morgan, and has an affair with him, while I am overwhelmed by uncontrollable urges. I grab men on the street and beg them to sleep with me. Meanwhile, she is praised across the internet as a pure and innocent lady.

After my disgraceful behavior is caught on camera and spreads online, Eric is furious and turns the blame on me.

He scolds, "I've been busy lately and haven't been home much. Yet, you, the wife of the richest man, have no sense of shame at all!"

I cry and tell him I've been set up by Ayna, but he dismisses it.

He retorts, "Ayna and I grew up together. I know her better than you do! Just because you're jealous, you come up with such ridiculous accusations. How evil of you!"

But every time the two of them secretly meet up, I lose control and desperately seek out anyone to quell my thirst for intimacy. I become a woman despised by everyone in high society.

At a lavish banquet, I even start taking off my clothes in public and end up beaten to death by furious high society wives.

When I open my eyes again, I am back to the day they first begin their affair.

This time, I made my move first, separating my husband, Eric Morgan, from that bitch, Ayna Sweeney, and shutting her out of the door.

I wanted to see if the transfered lust would only act up when she was with Eric, or if I would still be dragged under the bus anytime as long as she had an episode.

Ayna was furious, but she didn't dare to bang the door too loudly for fear of attracting attention. She could only awkwardly press herself against the door and threaten me through it.

"You've already seen what happened between me and Eric, Melody Hartman! You're still going to get humiliated if word ever gets out that you, the wife of a billionaire, just got cheated on!

"Now give me my clothes back, and I'll promise never to cross the line again and keep my distance from him! Otherwise, I swear that I will thoroughly ruin you and drag you down to hell with me!"

I couldn't be bothered about her and just menacingly took another step forward, backing Eric against the bed.

When he saw me taking off my belt, Eric's eyes immediately filled with fear and disgust.

"Are you out of your mind? It's Ayna's birthday today, and I just couldn't control myself after having had a few drinks! She had still been hesitating about it, but I was the one who pounced on her!

"As for you, what the hell did you think you were doing, barging into the room all just for the sake of a man? Don't you think you're being too promiscuous as the wife of a billionaire?"

I recalled my past life, when I was brutally tortured by the wealthy women in the elite circle, nearly getting clawed to bits by their sharp manicures as they stomped their killer stiletto heels into my body and killed me in a gruesome manner.

When the despicable Eric and Ayna rushed to the scene in disheveled clothes, the ladies all shrank in horror after realizing what had just happened, fearing Eric's wrath for murdering his wife in public. They covered their mouths and fled when they saw my gruesome state.

Ayna had seen the look of pity on his face when he saw my mangled body earlier, and she didn't hesitate to pull out videos of me begging random people on the street to sleep with me every time I had a sex withdrawal episode, projecting them onto the large screen at the event.

"I would like to thank everyone for their righteous intervention. Otherwise, if news of Melody cheating on Eric had gotten out, the entire Morgan family would have been thoroughly disgraced. It would be truly despicable and devastating then!"

Eric's eyes turned cold at that.

"I'm very sorry for soiling your eyes with my family scandal, everyone. However, I would also like to thank all of you for helping the Morgan family clear their reputation and regain their dignity!" he said.

Ultimately, they just wrapped my body in a soiled and used disposable tablecloth and threw me in the back of the mountain, where wild beasts then devoured me.

Meanwhile, Eric brought Ayna home with him and continued rocking the bed all night long.

"I can't believe that that slut still accused you of scheming against her when she was the promiscuous one instead. She's such a humiliation to me!"

Because of that, Ayna became more and more unrestrained afterward, using every seductive trick in the book to make Eric unable to resist her. That was how she rose to her position as his wife later on.

However, they hadn't even been married for more than a month when she literally worked Eric to death in their bed, since I wasn't around to shoulder half of her uncontrollable sex addiction anymore. And so, she became an extremely wealthy widow after Eric died.

This time, however, I pinned Eric back down against the bed without any hesitation and retorted, "You were the one who cheated on me during our marriage, Eric Morgan, and you don't think that you're the slutty one instead?

"Well, since you're that hungry, let me continue satisfying you in bed!"

Eric was still thinking about the naked Ayna hammering loudly against the hotel room door outside, and he fought against my grip to free himself and get off the bed.

I just grinned slyly and smothered his nose and mouth with a drugged handkerchief.

At once, his eyes glazed over, his body went limp, and he collapsed onto the bed.

A short while later, Eric's heavy breathing and moaning filled the room, and Ayna was extremely furious when she heard it.

"Melody Hartman! I was Eric's childhood sweetheart from the very start! You would never even have been his wife if you had never hypnotized Mr. Morgan Senior in the first place!

"I'm warning you again! If you don't give me my clothes back, I swear that I'm going to ruin you and your reputation! I am still a wealthy heiress after all!"

I just grinned and said, "The Morgans were the ones getting on their knees to beg me to marry their son. Everyone in the elite circle knows that.

"Also, I'm just fulfilling my marital duties with my lawfully-wedded husband, and yet, you're the one pressing your ear against our door and eavesdropping on us instead. What kind of an heiress would ever do such a thing?"

There was the sound of the housekeeping cart being wheeled by outside, and Ayna's voice soon disappeared from the door.

I silently heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, I had a chance to sort out my thoughts. How had I even fallen for that bitch's schemes at all?

However, just as Eric climaxed, I suddenly got an urgent call from my secretary, Lisa Gonzalez.

"Ms. Hartman! Something terrible is happening. Check your phone now!"