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Being Mrs. Ashcroft

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Seraphina

I wake to an empty bed and sunlight streaming through the windows.

For a moment, I don’t remember where I am. Then it all comes flooding back—the lake, the moonlight, Dominic’s hands gentle on my skin, the way he looked at me like I was something precious.

I stretch languidly, feeling deliciously sore in all the right places, and reach for something to wear. My dress from last night is somewhere on the floor by the fireplace, too far and too formal for a lazy morning. Instead, I gr
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    Seraphina“Hold on.” It’s the only warning he gives before he starts fucking me in earnest.Deep, punishing thrusts, hard, furious, unrelenting… each one slamming so deep it knocks the breath from my lungs and makes the desk shudder violently beneath us. The wet slap of skin on skin fills the room, louder than my broken cries.I’m sobbing now, not from pain but from how devastatingly good it feels, how he’s splitting me open and filling every empty, aching place inside me. Tears stream hot down my cheeks, trailing into my hairline, matting the strands against my temples as my head tips back helplessly.“Touch yourself.” His voice is gravelly, breathless, almost savage. “Make yourself come while I fuck you apart.”My trembling fingers find my clit, already swollen, oversensitive, and I rub frantically, matching the brutal rhythm he’s setting. Every brutal plunge forces a fresh gush from me. I’m squirting with almost every thrust now, slick heat soaking his thighs, dripping down his bal

  • Craving My Sister’s Hot Husband    Deep Thrusting

    DominicThe numbers blur together on the screen. Two in the morning and I’m still in my study, staring at investment projections that promise returns too good to be true. Because they probably are too good to be true. But tomorrow I’m meeting with Jennifer’s contacts anyway. Tomorrow I’m borrowing millions from people who don’t accept bankruptcy as an excuse for non-payment.Tomorrow I’m gambling everything on one desperate chance.I lean back in my chair and close my eyes. One week ago I was watching our baby’s heartbeat on an ultrasound screen. Planning a future. Believing in something.Now the baby is gone. The money is gone. The company is slipping away. And I’m sitting in my study at two in the morning trying to figure out how everything fell apart so completely.The sound of bare feet on hardwood makes me open my eyes.Seraphina stands in the doorway wearing one of my dress shirts, the white one she’s claimed as hers. It hits her mid-thigh, the sleeves rolled up, and her h

  • Craving My Sister’s Hot Husband    Elena’s POV

    Elena“I want an offer on the lake house by end of week.” I adjust the phone against my ear, settling deeper into the lounger. The Swiss sun is warm on my skin, and I’m in no hurry. “Sell it quietly. No public listing. The money goes directly into the offshore account.”My real estate agent hesitates. “Mrs. Ashcroft, are you certain? That property has significant sentimental value, and in the current market—”“I’m certain. Handle it.” I end the call before she can protest further.Sentimental value. How quaint. That house represents everything Dominic and I were supposed to build together. Our future. Our dreams. All those promises made before I discovered him fucking my sister in our kitchen.I take a sip of wine, expensive and cold, and stare at the mountains rising in the distance. Beautiful. Indifferent. Perfect.The lake house will sell for over a million. Added to everything else I’m systematically stripping from him, it’s just another piece of the empire I’m building on h

  • Craving My Sister’s Hot Husband    The Weight Of Everything

    DominicHow do I tell Seraphina that on top of losing our baby, I’ve lost everything else too?The city passes in a blur outside my windows as I drive home. Buildings I used to see as monuments to my success now look like tombstones. Two point three million dollars gone. Adrian circling. The company slipping through my fingers.My phone rings and I almost ignore it. Then I see the name on the screen.Elena.Guilt hits immediately, sharp and unexpected. When was the last time I talked to her? She left for Switzerland a week ago and I haven’t… fuck. I haven’t called her once.I answer, putting her on speaker. “Elena.”“Thank God.” Her voice floods the car, relief and worry mixed together. “Dominic, are you okay? I’ve been trying to reach you for days. You haven’t called me since I got to Switzerland.”The accusation is gentle but it lands hard. She’s right. I haven’t called. Haven’t even thought about calling. Too consumed with Seraphina bleeding in my arms. With doctors tellin

  • Craving My Sister’s Hot Husband    Venom

    Dominic “What I’ve always wanted.” He stands too, straightening his already perfect tie. “Success. Prosperity. To win.”“Adrian.” He pauses at the door when I speak again. “You might want to have a conversation with your assistant. Chloe. About being mindful of comments and accusations she makes. Professionalism matters, even in difficult times.”A cocky grin tugs at the corners of his mouth. “Was that really an accusation?” Adrian’s expression is mild. “Or just an observation? But that’s not my business. Whatever you’re doing with your wife’s sister is between you and your conscience. I’m here for business. Only business.”The casual way he says it. The acknowledgment that he knows. That he’s always known.“There is no more business.” The words taste like failure. “Not after this. The company is—”“Struggling. Yes. Which is why I’m prepared to offer you a loan. Personal loan. Enough to stabilize your position and maintain your lifestyle while we restructure.” He names a fi

  • Craving My Sister’s Hot Husband    Falling Apart

    DominicThe office feels foreign when I walk in Monday morning. Like I’ve been gone for months instead of three days. Three days since we lost the baby. Three days since my world tilted on its axis and hasn’t righted itself since.My second assistant, Jennifer, looks up from her desk as I approach, and something in her expression makes my stomach drop. “Mr. Ashcroft.” She stands quickly. “Sir, we tried reaching you all day yesterday. Your phone was off and we couldn’t—”“I canceled all my appointments for the week.” I move past her toward my office. “I made that clear.”“Yes, sir. You did. But there was an emergency and we needed authorization and…” She’s following me, her voice climbing with anxiety. “Sir, you might want to check your email. Before you do anything else. Please.”The please stops me. Jennifer has worked for me for six years and has never said please with that particular tone. The tone that says the building is on fire and I need to know before I sit down at my

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