'Javier let me grab my bag. We’ll be out of here in a minute, darling.'These words repeated over and over in Javier's head until he realized it wasn’t Gabriella. His eyes widened.Did I allow her to touch me?He was shouting in his brain because he didn’t have a choice. All he can think of right now is sex and his rod firm as a stone. He burst out laughing.So this is how Sandra gets her way with me? Capture me like an animal.He attempted to get up, and his legs let him. He took a glance at his clothes. His dick was visible outside of his trousers. It appalled him. He was going at a snail’s pace, fighting for what he so much desired. Javier knew well that if Sandra gets her way with him, he would have to bid farewell to his little family. He knew Gabriella would never understand, even if someone drugged him. He didn’t have an option, therefore he had to fight, even if it was a lost battle.Sandra returned sprinting,“I’m afraid I can’t drive, darling. I’m too inebriated. Allow me to

Outside when the driver had departed Sandra got off the ground and walked to the bathroom. She cleaned her face and put on lipstick. The slap she suffered from the taxi driver injured her eyes and knocked out one of her teeth. She got out her handbag and used make-up to conceal the bruises on her face. She headed to a different nightclub. She was furious that her efforts had failed. She was still taken aback by who had gotten Javier before her. She walked to a bar across the street from the karaoke bar and purchased several drinks. She was in a bad mood when an older guy saw her and felt forced to assist her. The guy moved her to a sofa near the bar, went to buy her some water, and examined her belongings. Women, he assumed, always have medicines on them. When he saw a tablet in her purse, he grinned and handed it to her to consume to relieve her discomfort. The guy looked at her as if he were assisting his daughter, and it was an act of generosity. The guy remained with her because h

~Javier’s POV~I’m sure everyone knew what we were doing when we went upstairs. As I mounted the stairs, I kissed her on the lips. I went to the room I stayed in every time I visited Grandma. I shut the door and tucked my wife into bed. I’ve been looking forward to this day my whole life. Gabriella made no objections. She granted me the necessary access. We both tumbled on top of the bed, vying for supremacy. I yanked her wedding gown apart, one hand directly to the probe at her folds, the other gripped her breast, filled it with her tit, and pinched her nipple. She inhaled deeply and murmured gently; her coitus being massaged by fingers. She looked me in the eye. She ran her hands down to the hem of my pants. Because the clip was already open, all she had to do was slip the zipper down and push my trousers down. He took off her undergarments. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and pumped him from the base to the tip.“Ah, Mrs. Hills,” I sighed as I bit her between the breasts. Her

~Javier’s POV~“Why, Javier?”That echoed many times in my brain, and dejected, I continued to stare downward without looking at my wife. I’m not about to give up without a fight. I may look defeated because of my actions, but she is not leaving me. I gather my wits and remind myself of who I am.Javier Hills was my name.My wife will not leave me. I will not sign any divorce papers if she so desires. I gazed at my wife for the first time today because of what occurred earlier today. She had nothing to say. However, I will not allow that worthless triumph. I glanced at my wife and called to Henry,“Come and take my wife home. I have a task ahead of me.”I kissed her on the forehead and informed her I needed to attend to something. As I was ready to go, a thought occurred to me, and I came to a full halt.“Babe, the day you picked me up from the club, which car did you use?”“The black sports car,” says my wife. I gave a nod.I walked outside and asked my friend Ethan to come with me.

~Javier’s POV~I awoke to the delicious aroma of breakfast. I knew it was my wife in the kitchen. As I dashed downstairs, I was met by my kid and wife in the kitchen. Xavier was baking as my wife and the others arranged the table. I walked around her back to hug her as she went to check her pot. I kissed her neck while wrapping my hands around her waist. I sneered as she quiver slightly.“You are mine to touch, Mrs. Hills?” She turned and kissed me while wrapping her hands around my neck.I would have cursed you if you had asked me to marry four months ago. But believe me when I say that I married the most lovely lady on the earth.“Good morning, my darling,” I murmured, and she kissed me again before answering.“Good morning, my king. How did you spend your night?” I’m sure she doesn’t want me to respond to that one in front of our kid. She fucked me like it was the last time.“Well, Mrs. Hills, tell me how you think my night went.” She gave me a wink as she gazed at me.“My prince,