hey everyone!

i wanna say a MASSIVE thank you to everyone who left some reviews for chapter 9, thanks so so much guys, keep the goodness coming and here's a quick update & pretty long chapter as a thank you. also, a reader asked about the girls' reaction to tully's decision to be negan's wife and you will find the answer to that question in later chapters and to answer the other question, they will also be staying in their old room because tbh i don't think Tully would like her girls to live with the other wives, i hope that clear things up

***IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE***

Warning : There will be mild EXPLICIT CONTENT/ADULT THEMES in this chapter! (e.g. smut and the c-word)

There will be a smutty scene below, it's not very descriptive and it's brief but i just wanna warn you guys about it just in case you don't read that kind of thing. Also, If you haven't noticed yet, i changed the rating from T to M because when I first published this story, I didn't realise that I would have a smutty scene. I know I'm probably making a big deal out of a little thing but I just to be on the safe side in case i get reported...oh and also potty-mouth Negan drops the c-word for the first time (i think)...but if you actually like to have more smutty scenes pop up here and there in later chapters, do let me know and i'll see what i can do OR if you think it's absolutely unnecessary and stupid, let me know too and i'll never do it again lol...

enjoy reading!

p.s. (if you wanna skip the smutty scene, just watch out for the warning written in bold and caps below)***

Tully told herself over and over again not to be afraid. Her mind was a mess during the rest of the day as the hours ticked by leading to the evening she was expected to spend with Negan. All she had to do was open her legs and hope for the best, she thought to herself. Having sex with Negan wouldn't be so bad, she assured herself. It wasn't like Negan was physically repulsive…in fact, she would be lying if she told herself that he was physically unattractive because despite Negan being a few years her senior, he was handsome and fit for a man his age. In fact, apart from his charming, dimpled smile, there was a lot of things that were physically attractive about Negan. Personality-wise, however, Tully can't say the same. He may not be repulsive physical but his cocky personality tends to be.

After lunch, the nervous Tully saw the opportunity to approach one of Negan's wives, Sherry. Sherry was a tall and slender brunette who was only a few years older than Tully. Although Tully had only spoken to her a handful of times before, she was aware of the fact that before Sherry became Negan's wife, she was Dwight's wife. As well as that, Sherry was highly respected by the other wives and seen as the caring figure in Negan's harem. It's the reason why Tully decided she was the most approachable out of all of Negan's wives. "Can I help you?" Sherry asked when Tully cornered her on her way out of the dining area.

"I'd like to speak to you, privately," awkwardly, Tully replied, unsure what else to say. Sherry seemed stunned but accepted her request anyway. They waited until the dining area was empty before both women occupied an empty table in the corner of the room. "I'm, uh, I'm wondering if you can help me," nervously, Tully said. So far, only Patrick from the infirmary was aware of her new status as Negan's new wife and Tully was very aware that soon, the news will spread all over the compound like wildfire. "Y-You see, I agreed to be Negan's wife," Tully told Sherry, "he wants me to see him tonight. Obviously he wants to have sex and I'm not really sure what to do." she felt like she was a teenager again, sheepishly seeking for any form of advice from someone older and more experienced to aid her own inexperience. "Please don't tell anyone, I don't really want anyone to know about me and him," quickly, she added.

Sherry, who had been quiet the entire time as Tully shakily spoke, reached for Tully's hand resting on the table. "It's okay," she said softly. Sensing Tully's worry, Sherry decided to comfort and assure her. "Don't worry, I won't tell anybody. I heard about your girls and the kitchen accident this morning so I figure that must be your reason. I'm sorry, I hope they're doing well. It's in his nature to take advantage of a bad situation that will benefit him, that's the way Negan is," said Sherry.

"Don't feel bad, I never wanted to be Negan's wife too. I did it to make both Dwight and my life easier in this place," sensing that Tully was far from comfortable about her decision, Sherry explained hers, revealing information about herself to her new sister-wife. Tully could tell that the woman was still in love with her former husband. "Anyway, he won't expect too much from you as a wife so you don't have to worry too much about that," Sherry continued, shifting the topic of the conversation away from her personal life and back to Tully's earlier inquiry. "He's satisfied as long as you open your legs for him whenever he wants you to, remember not to cheat on him because that's his number one rule and always present yourself nicely." By present herself nicely, Tully knew it meant dressing in provocative clothing for Negan. She wasn't going to do that for him. She'd rather keep wearing her jeans than the tight mini-skirts that her sister-wives would wear. "Oh and Negan's not very pushy, he won't force himself on you. He hates taking advantage of women. I guess that's one of the good things about him, he's a bit of a gentleman," said Sherry, "you can leave him whenever you want too but as you might already know, you will lose your privileges as his wife if you do that."

"You mean I don't have to be his wife forever?" Tully was relieved to hear a way to escape the trap she was in.

"Yes, of course! You don't have to be his wife forever," laughed Sherry, "you can leave him anytime when you don't want to be a wife anymore. Negan can be pretty vicious but he can also be a decent human being when he wants to be, usually to women more than men," she explained.

After her talk with Sherry, Tully was less fearful of what was waiting for her during the evening. She can leave him…she was very much convinced that she would go to his room during the night when he's expecting her and she would tell him that their short 'marriage' was over.

Tully hummed a lullaby softly as three girls lay sleepily on the sleeping mat. Molly lay closest to her and she held her adoptive mother's hand firmly for comfort. It was an arduous day and Tully spent the rest of her day looking after the girls and making sure that her two youngest were feeling better. She gave them medicine to ease the pain they were feeling and treated their burns with ointments she acquired from the infirmary. She dreaded the day her girls hear about how she managed to get them medicine. Although she did what she did for them, she feared the day they learn that she accept Negan's offer to be his wife. Negan found the perfect opportunity to entrap her and she had fallen for the trap. Tully regretted it greatly but she would do anything for her girls even if it involved degrading herself in the process. Besides, after her talk with Sherry, Tully was less nervous because she knew there was a way out to the predicament she had gotten herself stuck in.

Hours passed before Tully felt Molly's tight grip on her hand finally loosen, informing her that the girl had fallen asleep. She kissed her sleeping girls goodnight in hopes that it would help comfort her a little. She left the room afterwards, afraid of what was waiting for her in the hands of Negan. She made her way to Negan's bedroom. His bedroom was located on the other side of the compound, away from his wives' quarters. Nervously, Tully stopped in front of his door and knocked quietly, hoping he would not hear or answer.

"Come in," her heart instantly dropped after hearing his voice from inside. She thought about her girls as she opened the door. "Close the door," he said. Tully closed it behind her. "Lock it," he ordered, she obeyed.

Negan was sitting on the windowsill and was watching her as she stood awkwardly a great distance away from him. She noticed that he looked tired and wondered to herself whether he had dinner already. She didn't recall seeing him in the dining area. He held a glass tumbler in his right hand, it contained some sort of liquid which she assumed must be alcohol. She thought excessively in an attempt to distract her mind from how nervous she was feeling.

Tully had been practising what to say to Negan for hours. She created a speech on what she would say to him in regards to her leaving him and giving up her status as his wife. However, as soon as she stepped inside his bedroom, she cannot get herself to utter a single word from her rehearsed speech.

"How are the girls?" he asked her, completely unaware that she planned to leave him that evening.

"They're asleep," she replied quickly. He nodded his head and got up from his seat. She wanted to tell him that she no longer wanted to be his wife. However, when she can't get herself to utter a single more word, she thought that she was better off turning around and leaving the room. There was something distinct about Negan that was making her feel weird. The man, brimming with confidence, left his seat and slowly trudged towards her with one of his hands inside the front pocket of his trousers while his other hand held his glass tumbler. Tully knew it was now or never, she had to turn around, unlock the door and flee if she cannot get the words she wanted to say out of her mouth…the problem was, she was completely frozen. It was as if Negan's intense gaze left her like that.

"And how are you?" he asked her, completely oblivious that her mind was racing and she was having an inner battle inside her head. Why can't she do the things her mind was desperately asking her to do?! Why can't she tell him she wanted to leave him? Why can't she run for her life?

"Fine," she replied curtly. She didn't say that she was far from fine, that she was nervous and somehow afraid, that she wanted so badly to leave him and stop being his stupid wife. His eyes seem to twinkle with delight. He was in the most cheerful mood she had ever seen him. She didn't know whether he asked her the question to taunt her or whether he was really concerned about her wellbeing, he just sounded so sincere but she knew that there was nothing trustworthy about him, even the tone of his voice.

Negan stopped in front of her. He was intimidatingly tall. She could almost feel the heat that radiated from his body. That was how close he was to her. "Don't be fucking nervous, Candy," he told her smoothly. "You look very tensed, here, have a drink," he said with a dimpled smile on his face as he handed her the glass tumbler he held.

Tully knew right there and then that there was no way she could escape the situation. Not only was her brain malfunctioning due to the fact that she cannot get herself to do the one thing she told herself she was going to do before she stepped inside his room, she also knew that it was a bad idea to make an intimidating man like Negan angry while locked inside his room with him. She made the conscious decision to be his wife so now she had to put her big-girl-pants on and face her fate. She inhaled sharply as she took the liquor he was offering her. She might as well have some of it if it will help her feel better about the situation.

Negan was smiling as he watched her drink the contents of the glass tumbler greedily, leaving none for him. She was very nervous, he could tell. He took the empty glass from her cold, shaky hand and left it on the bedside table before he returned to the spot where he stood earlier in front of her. Without warning, he reached forward and began to unbutton her shirt. Tully stood frozen in front of him, her heart was racing.

"I have AIDS," she blurted out, unsure how she even managed to speak when her lips were trembling so much. Negan stopped what he was doing and looked at her with furrowed brows and then, much to her mortification, he burst out laughing. In the midst of her nervousness and fear, Tully blurted out a lie. Of course, she didn't have AIDS but Negan didn't know that. "I'm serious," she continued with the lie. Perhaps lying could get her out of her current situation.

"No you don't," he grinned, obviously Negan wasn't easily fooled, "but if you do, I don't fucking care, we're all going to die in this new fucking world anyway so I might as well have a good time with a bombshell like you, Candy," he cackled. He gave the top of her head a pat as if she was a dog. "Nice try though, Candy, you deserve a fucking award for it and maybe you will," he said, winking at her. Her stomach churned at the idea that the so-called 'award' involved something sexual. It wasn't that Tully was a prude, it was just that she feared her inexperience would make her a laughing stock. Negan had lots of wives in his harem and he was clearly sexually active and experienced, the same cannot be said for her. Perhaps that was the main reason why she dreaded spending the night with Negan the most. The furthest sexual activity she was involved with was getting fingered at a sorority party during college. Negan would probably laugh or worse, humiliate her if he discovers her inexperience. He continued unbuttoning her shirt and Tully's heart continued to race to the point where she found it hard to breath.

"You made the fucking choice, Candy, I didn't fucking force you to be my wife. You made that choice because a part of you wanted to me with me. Am I right?" he looked at her, expectantly waiting for an answer.

Tully's dark brown eyes found his eyes. "Yes," she forced the single word out of her mouth. He was making it clear that she brought this all to herself, that he had nothing to do with her current situation. He was making it clear that she consented all of what's about to happen to her and that he wasn't the bad guy.

***Warning : MILD EXPLICIT CONTENT BELOW***

"Good," Negan smiled as he slipped her shirt off her body. "I knew you fucking like me," arrogantly, he claimed. "I'm not going to fucking lie, Candy. I'm very attracted to you," he said. A soft gasp escape her lips as her bra followed her shirt on the floor, leaving her completely half naked in front of him. Almost automatically, Tully covered her breasts with her hands, earning a laugh from Negan. He reached forward and pulled her hands away from her breasts. "Don't be shy, Candy, let your husband appreciate you in all your fucking glory," he grinned. Tully's stomach churned as Negan whistled at the sight of her naked breasts.

She felt his warm, calloused hands on her skin. Tully tried her hardest not to shiver. He closed the little gap between them and Tully felt him hook his left arm around her waist. Their bodies were suddenly pressed together as he lowered his head to press a kiss on the curve of her neck. More kisses were planted on the side of her neck as Tully felt his right hand grab one of her breasts. He squeezed it and fondled it, leaving Tully trembling and trying her hardest not to moan. She didn't want him to know that she was enjoying it even if the signs were there. While she still felt very nervous, there was a part of Tully that was starting to feel eager and excited as result of her heightening arousal.

"You're fucking turned on, Candy," he stated proudly as he fondled her erect nipple with his fingers. Tully blushed madly. She was already embarrassed that her body was betraying her but as soon as Negan pointed it out, she felt worse. "Let's see how turned on you really are," he murmured against her skin as his right hand abandoned her breast. It travelled down south and crept inside her pants. Negan felt her quiver as he snuck his hand inside her panties and smirked. "Fuckity fuck, Candy," he laughed as he felt the moist spot between her legs with his fingers, "you're cunt's fucking wet. It's fucking dripping!" Grinning, he pulled his hand out of her pants and Tully watched with a burning face as he brought it up to his mouth for a taste. His brown eyes found hers. "You taste just as sweet as candy," he grinned.

He proceeded to undo the rest of her clothes, leaving Tully completely naked. Negan looked at the marvellous sight before him with an appreciative smile on his face. It was as if he was some teenage boy who had never seen a naked woman before. He nodded towards the bed behind him and Tully knew that the moment has come for them to consummate their so-called "marriage".

Later that evening, Negan was woken up by the sound of someone sniffling. He opened his eyes and found Tully sitting at the end of the bed away from him and still stark naked. Her long, dark hair covered her face but he could tell she was crying, not only by the sound of her quiet sniffles but also by the way her body trembled. His gaze shifted away from her weeping form and towards the red stains on the sheets. "Are you in pain, Candy?" he asked, alerting her that he had woken up.

Instantly, her sniffling stopped. "No," her husky voice replied simply.

"If you told me you were a virgin, I would've been gentler when I first rammed my fucking giant cock inside you. It's not my fucking fault if I tore your fucking pussy in half," he exclaimed, refusing to take responsibility for her tears. She crawled back to bed and proceeded to lay on the spot next to him with her back facing him. "Or were you saving your virginity for the one?" he mused, almost mockingly.

"You talk too much," she murmured quietly, "and I'm not saving it for anyone so don't flatter yourself, I just never had the time to get rid of it," she added, assuring herself about it more than him. "Good night, Negan."

***end of explicit content***

The next day Negan woke up alone in the bed. The side of the bed where Tully was some hours ago was now empty. He got up and left the bed, feeling refreshed after a pleasant night and saw that her clothes were missing on the floor. He figured she managed to escape from his arms some time during the morning. Sleepily, he got himself dressed and left the room afterwards to search for his brand new wife.

When he entered the room Tully shared with the girls, Negan found Jamie, Carly and Molly fast asleep on their makeshift bed. Carly's and Molly's arms and most of their faces were covered in bandages and it was the first time Negan saw the girls after the accident in the kitchen. With no sign of Tully in the room, Negan left the sleeping girls. His wandering feet led him to the bustling kitchen where instantly, he spotted a familiar petite woman slaving away in the kitchen. She stood out quite distinctly in the room and she was the first thing Negan saw as soon as he stepped inside. Negan was stumped to see her spending her early morning in the kitchen. She was now his wife and as part of his harem, she now had privileges, which include being exempted from the point system of the Sanctuary. It was intriguing to see her working in the kitchen as if she was till trying to earn points to afford her daily needs in the Sanctuary. It certainly wasn't surprising since she was the type of woman to do such a thing and Negan was only even more impressed.

His presence earned the attention of some of the other kitchen workers and it only took a few seconds before the busy Tully finally sensed Negan's presence in the kitchen. "What the hell are you doing in here?" he finally asked her.

Tully looked a little sheepish. She wiped her hands clean using her apron and grabbed a hold of his arm. She dragged him out of the kitchen and away from everyone's earshot. "Look Negan, I thought about things hard and I decided that the whole thing about being your wife is not for me." This time, she had more courage than she did last night and Tully was more than relieved to get the words out of her mouth without stuttering.

"Fuck, Candy, you haven't even been my wife for 24 fucking hours yet and you're already divorcing me?"

She bit her lower lip nervously, her earlier confidence was now fading. "Well, yes, if that's the simple way to put it then yes, I am divorcing you," she confirmed. All Negan could do at that very moment was laugh at her.

"Was my dick too fucking small for your liking, Candy?" he leaned over to her and asked with a playful little smirk on his face. "Or was it too fucking big for you to handle?"

Tully was speechless. She didn't quite know how to respond to his words. "Negan, I don't want to be your wife anymore," she said instead. He expected her say those words from a mile away. As soon as she made the decision yesterday, he knew that she was going to change her mind as quickly as she made it. However, Negan prepared himself for such situation. "I know that you don't force women to be your wife. I'm prepared to lose my privileges and go back to working for points," she explained.

"Ah, Candy," he smiled, "that's not how things fucking work around here. You can't be my fucking wife for a day and change your fucking mind the next day. You have to wait for the thirty-day trial to fucking pass," Negan informed her smugly. Tully looked at him in complete shock and horror. Sherry never mentioned anything about a thirty-day trial! "Don't be sad, Candy, I know you had fun last night," he winked, "you were moaning my fucking name if I recall it correctly. How many times did I make you cum again with just my fucking tongue? Three, four? I'm more than fucking sure that you'll stay with me after that thirty-day trial is over," he claimed arrogantly, winking at her and cackling to himself as Tully glared at him in disgust.

"I hate you," she muttered under her breath.

"Careful, Candy, hate is a very strong word and if I recall correctly, I made you eat your words once, I'm sure I can do it again," claimed Negan. "I've been told that I grow on people and I know I'm starting to grow on you. You know what they say about getting attached to the person you lose your virginity to. Besides, I know you also find me panty-drenchingly-rugged-as-fuck handsome," he grinned like a Cheshire cat, looking arrogant and brimming with confidence.

"Oh please," scoffed the red-faced Tully, "don't flatter yourself!"

Negan cackled at the blushing woman's attempt to deny his accusation about her feelings for him. "You can deny it all you like but your eyes say 'fuck me until your dick breaks off inside me'," he mused, leaving Tully not only blushing but also speechless. She never met a man with so much ego…ever.

Can i just say that a couple of negan's cocky dialogue above are from the comics when he was trying to flirt with this chick called alpha. i gotta admit, comic book negan is growing on me. anyways, i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, it's one of my favourites only because of flirty negan. I really hope Jeffrey Dean Morgan will be just as flirty on screen, thousands of ovaries will probably explode ;-D

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