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Marry me, Marissa.
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2026-09-24 21:49:52
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Dear Ex Husband, Your Best Friend Worships Me Now. Sit on my face.
MARISSA'S POV.“Hello, Lana.” I tried to sound as polite as possible, even though my blood pressure was getting higher with every second I stood there looking at her face. I had avoided her on purpose these past few weeks. I was afraid of what I would do when I came face to face with the woman who chose to destroy my home instead of protecting hers. The woman who my ex husband supported her career while brushing my own potentials under the carpet. Lana's eyes ran over my body once again, then she shook her head and sighed, like there was something appalling about the way I looked. “You look horrible, Marissa. This divorce is definitely doing a number on you, all because you couldn't keep your nose out of other people's business.” Was she being serious?“I didn't have a problem with Lucas being married to you,” she continued. “You could have stayed, you could have avoided this miserable life, but you chose self respect over wealth. Who the fuck does that?” She threw her head back,
Dear Ex Husband, Your Best Friend Worships Me Now. Birds of a feather...
MARISSA'S POV.I thought I had heard wrong when Kade asked me to marry him, but he repeated it, the words rolling off his tongue in the most casual way possible. For almost a minute, I held my breath, trying to process what I had just heard. The car suddenly felt suffocating, because it didn't make sense that Kade asked me to marry him just days after my divorce. It had to be a joke. I burst out laughing before I could stop myself, throwing my head back and slapping my thighs while my stomach clenched painfully. I didn't stop until a couple of minutes later when I looked at his face and he was just staring at me like I had a mental illness. Was he actually serious?“Kade, you can't mean that. There's no way in hell that I'm gonna believe that you meant that.” I shook my head, pushing back the strands of hair that fell on my face with my fingers. “You should be able to tell by now when I am joking, Marissa.” He said, deadpan, and I swallowed. “You have to be!” My eyebrows furrow
Dear Ex Husband, Your Best Friend Worships Me Now. Marry me, Marissa.
MARISSA'S POV.“Yes? You called.” Kade was already on his way out of the kitchen when I ran into him at the door, my phone still in my hand. I offered my brightest smile, then grabbed his hand and led him back into the kitchen. “I wanted a picture of this moment.” I answered and motioned to the pan on the stove. He shook his head, letting out a chuckle and then continued with the cooking. Turning the camera, I leaned towards him, close enough that anyone who saw the photo would think that something was going on between us. I tapped his shoulder, and as soon as he looked up and saw the camera, a charming smile spread across his face and I tapped on the screen, taking the photo immediately. “Look at that.” I sighed, staring at the photo— staring at him, for longer than I should have. Maybe it was the way he looked with that butter knife in his hand and that green apron on top his white shirt. “I guess you were right about men looking hotter when they're cooking.” That made him lau
Dear Ex Husband, Your Best Friend Worships Me Now. Chef Morrison.
MARISSA'S POV.Subconsciously clutching the towel around my waist, I took a step back. The excitement on his face made my stomach twist in disgust, and I reached for the drawer, leaning on it and slowly reaching for the lamp on it. “Lucas, this is breaking and entering, do you know that? What do you want?” I questioned, swallowing the lump in my throat, my head thinking of a thousand ways to escape if he decided to do something stupid. “Breaking and entering.” He scoffed, his hands still in his pockets as he strode towards the bed. His eyes roamed the room, from the bed covers, to the pink vase with a single daisy on the counter. “It's funny, you would have never said that to me a few weeks ago.” He shook his head, like I was the one who ruined our marriage. “You mean a few weeks ago before I found out you were cheating and only using me as a personal nurse for your mom?” He laughed at what I had said, and then made his way over to me. I hated that his eyes were glued to my body,
Dear Ex Husband, Your Best Friend Worships Me Now. Watched.
MARISSA'S POV.I stared at the car with my hand on my chest, gulping as I tried to understand what was going on. Why would Lucas be stalking me? We were divorced now, he had absolutely no right to be lurking around my home. The first thing I wanted to do was march downstairs and confront him, but before I could make a move, he drove off. He must have noticed me staring at him from the window. Sighing, I squeezed my palms together and slowly backed away from the window. I couldn't stop thinking about it, why would he be sitting outside my house like that? Had he been there all night? Because it was just seven in the morning, way too early. “Lucas is insane, honestly.” I shook my head, making my way into the bathroom. He might be an asshole, but I forced myself to believe that he wasn't going to hurt me. He had cheated, but he wouldn't physically hurt me right?I freshened up and decided to forget about it. Perhaps he just wanted to make sure that I was living in poverty like he had
Dear Ex Husband, Your Best Friend Worships Me Now. Crave me.
MARISSA'S POV.Kade kissed me first, his palm grazing my cheek firmly at first, and then firmer, like he wanted to get lost in the kiss. My hand moved to the back of his head, fingers getting entangled in the strands of hair as I completely melted against his body. Slowly, he moved, one step at a time, with his tongue still lost inside my mouth. I followed his lead, my eyes completely closed until he freed me from his grasp and I ended up on the couch, my hair falling over my face.Panting and sucking in my swollen lip, I flung back the strands of hair, and watched him make the couch dip when he hovered above me. He brought his lips close again, stealing a kiss that made me swallow in pure lust and need. Taking his knees off the couch, he grabbed the bottom of my knitted top and said, “hands up.” I obeyed quickly, panting as my clit clenched tightly inside my underwear. He pulled the top over my head and tossed it to god knows where, then he stared at me like he had never seen bo
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