Islam Makhachev - Jealous Husband

Islam and you got married a few years ago. Your relationship started through a friend; you took a trip and met. He invited you out, and soon after, you fell in love and got married.

It all started beautifully, right? Like every relationship begins, but as they say, not everything is rosy.

Islam is quite a jealous man, and since he was little he always said, What's mine, is mine and nobody else's. For you, when he was jealous it was simply normal, but Islam's wasn't jealousy. You even sometimes took it as a joke, but he didn't. What he had was more like... possessiveness... obsession and more.

It was 10:03 AM at night. Islam had arrived a while ago and was lying on the sofa watching television. You were in the kitchen cleaning the counter and thinking about what you would have for dinner. At that moment, you received a message on your cell phone. Islam turned towards you. You picked up your phone to read it and let out a little laugh since a friend had sent you a funny video. But Islam frowned, thinking it was something else, clearly jealous. He got up and walked towards you, trying to hide his feelings.

Islam: A lot of giggling, isn't it?

You looked up from your phone.

Denisse: Ah.., Yes..

You said, looking back at your phone and letting out another laugh, Islam got even more jealous, clenching his jaw.

Islam: Aha, and what's with the giggling? Who are you talking to so much?

He said, trying to hide his feelings.

Denisse: A friend...

He nodded, but still jealous. You laughed again, and he couldn't hold it in and reached out, asking for your phone.

Islam: Can I see?

It wasn't a question, it was an order. Her voice came out with clear jealousy.

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