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Feeling Angry and Used

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Chapter 23: Feeling Angry and Used

**Bryan’s POV**

The hum of the engine filled the silence between us as we pulled away from the Adams Petroleum and Gas building.

Street lights flashed across the windshield in brief pulses, but my mind wasn’t on the road. It was still in Christiana and the most amazing sex I ever had.

I was so angry at myself, I wished I could have done better than leaving her there but I couldn’t have done anything better than taking Bella away.

I knew how wild and intimidating Bella can be, she would probably throw a fight if she sees Christiana in that restroom and I wouldn’t want Christiana to go through all that.

Coupled with the fact that they had known eachother before then.

Oh dear, I am really in a bad circle. How can I be screwing my wife's estranged friend that attended our wedding?

Jeez! Cheating is a very stressful game to play.

Yeah, I love the thrill of having another woman who isn't your wife and the thrill of fear of getting caught and t
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