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Never pick his calls again
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My Wife, My Blackmailer In love with her
Louis' POV"Teach me how to love," I said, my voice low and trembling as I stepped closer to her.She stood still, eyes locked on mine, her chest rising and falling beneath the white sheet still wrapped around her body. Her face was flushed, but it wasn’t desire. It was anger. Disgust. Pain. Pain that I had caused.The words came out of me like I wasn’t even in control of my mouth. I meant them, God, I meant them, but I also knew they were too little, too late.I was beyond redemption.What the hell was wrong with me?How could I do it again?After everything, after her, I had sworn to myself, to the universe, that I wouldn’t let my addiction ruin what little I had left. And still... I had.The sex.The betrayal.The shame.I dropped my eyes from hers, unable to bear the intensity of her glare. My throat burned with something bitter, regret, self-loathing, maybe both."Evelyn," I said quietly. "I'm... I'm so sorry. I acted out of my mind. I wasn’t thinking."She didn’t flinch.Instead
My Wife, My Blackmailer I hate you!
Evelyn's POVI ran.Still wrapped in the bedsheet, my bare feet slapped against the cold floor as I darted to my room. My breath caught in my throat, heart pounding so violently I thought it would explode. As soon as I got in, I slammed the door shut and locked it, my back pressing hard against the wood.My body was burning, not from the cold, but from the memory.His hands. The way his fingers slid into me.I gasped for air, staggered to the bed, and collapsed face-first into the mattress. My skin felt hypersensitive. Everywhere he touched, I could still feel him, like his fingerprints had etched into my bones. My thighs trembled. My chest rose and fell, erratic, and my mind screamed at me to forget. To move on."You did the right thing," I whispered to myself, my voice barely a breath. "You're divorcing him. You did the right thing."But then my hand slammed against the bed in frustration."Shit!" I muttered under my breath, clutching the pillow like it could absorb my confusion.Wh
My Wife, My Blackmailer She wouldn't let me
Louis’s POVI could feel it, her fear.Not just on her skin, but radiating off her like heat. Her body trembled beneath my touch, every breath shaky, uneven. I could hear her heart pounding like a distant war drum, rising and falling, rising and falling, as if caught in a storm she couldn’t escape.And still, I leaned in.“You don’t need to be scared,” I whispered, my lips grazing her ear. “I’m going to be gentle. Very gentle.”My voice was low, careful, like I was trying not to break something already fragile. She didn’t look at me, her eyes were distant, glassy, focused somewhere past me, like she wasn’t even in the room anymore.“I promise,” I breathed again, “you won’t even know I’m inside you.”I eased her thighs apart, slow and deliberate, like I was touching something sacred. And then, I slipped a finger in. Just one. Testing. Watching. Feeling.She gasped, just a small, sharp intake of breath, but it said everything.Her fingers clutched at the bedsheet, twisting the fabric li
My Wife, My Blackmailer Seducing her
Evelyn’s POVI stood by the roadside, numb, shivering, the cold wind slicing through my thin sleeveless dress like knives. Everything felt unreal. My phone buzzed for the third time, his name flashing on the screen like a wound that wouldn’t stop bleeding.Louis.I turned the phone off. I couldn’t hear his voice again. Not now. Not when my head was spiraling.He played me. Like a damn fool.All these years, I thought I understood the man I married. I thought I was smart enough to trick him into signing the divorce papers, but maybe I gave him the wrong ones. Or maybe he tricked me instead. Either way, it didn’t matter anymore. We went to court, and it was chaos. His words that day echoed like thunder: “I’ll never divorce you.”Never. Why?What did he even want? One minute he was cold and distant, the next he was raging, asking about some other man, like he cared.Like I was his.But I wasn't sure anymore, was it hate? Possession?Was he trying to keep me because he loved me or because
My Wife, My Blackmailer Hot sex
Louis' POVThis didn’t make sense. None of it did.A virgin wife? My wife?The words kept playing over and over in my head like a broken record.I was in the car, trying to act unaffected, but my mind was a storm. Her voice still echoed in my ears from that call: "A virgin wife." Those exact words. They hit me like a punch to the gut. My brows furrowed, my hands clenched on my knees.I couldn’t stop staring at her. Those lips, plump, slightly parted, so pink they looked unreal. Her delicate neck, exposed slightly beneath her hair as she looked away from me. Could it really be possible? That no man had ever touched her? Not even Samuel?But she always said she’d been with him. She always made it sound like they’d done everything. So what was that? A lie? Was she trying to protect herself from me, or from something worse? Or had she… been waiting for me all this time? Through the arguments, the cold stares, the lonely nights, was she silently hoping I’d finally see her? Want her?I felt
My Wife, My Blackmailer Never pick his calls again
Louis’s POV"Why did you say that?" I asked, pretending like I didn’t know what was going on. But deep down, I knew everything. I orchestrated it all, each step, each misstep, each silence. This was how it had to happen.She gave me a stack of papers, confident, maybe even relieved. Like handing them to me would erase the years we never got right. She thought I'd hesitate. She thought I’d read it line by line, argue, maybe plead. But no, I signed it without a blink. Not because I was ready to let her go. But because I saw it wasn't a divorce paper. Not entirely. It read more like a contract, something else entirely. Maybe she grabbed the wrong file. Maybe she meant to trick me. Maybe her desperation clouded her judgment.Still, I took it. Signed it. Locked eyes with her as the pen pressed down on the paper. I watched her flinch.And now here we were, standing in front of the lawyer, the room cold and overly white, like a surgical ward for broken hearts. The lawyer glanced between us,
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