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2026-10-16 21:46:35
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Married At My Ex Husband's Burial The Terms
The TermsI sat across from Riven Romano, staring at the contract on the table between us. Twelve months of marriage. He wanted me to become his wife for a year, then walk away as though our marriage had been nothing more than a business arrangement.“You cannot be serious.”“I am.”I looked from the contract to his face. “Why me? You could marry someone rich, someone from a powerful family. Someone who actually wants to marry you.”“I don't need another powerful family deciding how I should run my life.” He held my gaze. “And I chose you for a reason.”“Which is?”“Your eyes.”I frowned. “My eyes?”“At the performance, when Malorie humiliated you in front of that audience, you looked furious. You wanted to fight back, but you knew you couldn't. Still, you didn't look defeated.”I remembered the humiliation all too well. Having an entire audience watch Malorie make a spectacle of me had been bad enough without discovering that Riven had been watching me, too.“So you chose a wife beca
Married At My Ex Husband's Burial Tension
He helped me to my feet, holding my hands until I regained my balance. The audience was still laughing, and I wanted nothing more than to disappear backstage.The stranger glanced at the girls responsible for my humiliation before leaning closer to me.“So, which one of them do you want me to kill first?”I turned to him, startled by the question, but before I could respond, Malorie approached with her friends, wearing a concerned expression that fooled absolutely no one who knew her.“Claire, darling, are you all right?” she asked, looking me over. “That was quite a fall. You must be terribly disappointed after working so hard. Perhaps the pressure of performing before such an important audience was too much for you.”Her friends exchanged discreet smiles. Malorie's father and several other influential guests were seated in the front rows, so she was careful to make her cruelty sound like sympathy.She then turned to the stranger. “Thank you for helping her. That was very kind of you
Married At My Ex Husband's Burial Unpleasant Surprise
The first thing I noticed when I got home was that the front door was hanging crookedly from one hinge. I pushed it open and froze. The living room had been torn apart. A chair was broken, the small table had been overturned, and the cabinet drawers lay scattered across the floor among clothes, papers, and pieces of broken glass.“Mum?”I heard my little sister crying from the kitchen and hurried toward the sound. I found her clinging to my mother, who sat on the floor with tears running down her face.“What happened? Are you both okay?”“The loan sharks came,” Mum said, wiping her cheeks. “They gave us until the end of the week to pay the debt. When I told them we didn't have the money, they started throwing things around. Then they threatened to come back and take the house.”My chest tightened. “Did they hurt you?”“No, but they were serious about the threat. Ariella, I don't know what we're going to do.”I helped Mum settle my sister before we began cleaning. We gathered the scatt
Married At My Ex Husband's Burial Dont Whisper
“You wanna know why they think they can touch you like that, princess?” Randell asked, one hand grasping on to my ass as the other grabbed a fistful of my hair. “Because you’re acting like a little slut, grinding your cunt across my thigh to get off, ruining my pants, and now getting fucked in front of all Daddy’s friends.”The man tugged even harder on my nipples. I moaned out, brows furrowed together. Heat gathered in my core, and I closed my eyes, feeling so good right now. I loved the feeling of him inside of me, using me for his pleasure, submitting completely to him.“But that’s not true, right, princess? You’re not an innocent slut.” “No, Daddy,” I said. “What are you then?” he asked me. “Daddy’s dumb little whore.” Wrapping a hand around the front of my throat, he pulled my upper body off the table and closer to him. “That’s right,” he said into my ear, his voice husky. “You’re Daddy’s little whore, who loves to get her tight little cunt fucked in fro
Married At My Ex Husband's Burial The Man
Chapter One: I burst through the backstage door, my heart hammering so hard it felt like it might crack my ribs. I was late. Someone had hidden my shoes again, and sweat was already sticking my old leotard to my skin. I’d finally found them shoved behind a dusty prop crate, one lace torn. There was no time to fix it. The show started in minutes.I ran down the narrow hall toward the cue spot, my feet slapping the cold floor. Almost there.A foot shot out from the side.I stumbled, arms flailing, and caught myself against the brick wall just before I hit the ground. My palms scraped raw, but I didn't make a sound. Laughter bubbled up behind me.“Oops,” Malorie said sweetly. She leaned against the wall with her two friends, all of them in perfect new costumes that probably cost more than everything I owned. “Didn’t see you there, Stinky.”I straightened up fast, my cheeks burning. I kept my eyes down, trying to fix the torn lace with shaking fingers. “Leave me alone.”“Why?” on
Married At My Ex Husband's Burial Oh God
By Friday evening I had pushed Sean’s accusations to the back of my mind. I still thought about them whenever Jasmine called or Dorian mentioned work, but I refused to sit around looking for things that weren’t there. If I started doing that, I’d never trust either of them again.Dorian was getting ready for dinner when I walked into the bedroom. He stood in front of the mirror fixing his cufflinks and glanced at me through the reflection.“I thought you were still working on the invitations.”“I was, but I got tired of looking at flowers and fonts. I think I’ve seen every shade of gold that exists.”He laughed. “You’re the one who insisted on gold.”“And now I’m regretting it.”He turned, smiling as he walked toward me. “You’ll change your mind tomorrow and tell me you love it.”“I probably will.”He kissed me, then picked up his watch. “I have that investor dinner tonight, so I might be back a little late.”“Where is it?”“The Bellmont.”I paused. Only for a second, but he noticed.
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