I had set the scene for a romantic dinner with Sean, but I couldn't shake the nervous fluttering in my stomach. Tonight was the night I planned to tell Sean how I truly felt about him. The realization had dawned on me like a sudden revelation, breaking through the walls I had carefully constructed around my heart.For weeks, I had been grappling with conflicting emotions, torn between my desire for power and control, and the undeniable love I felt for Sean. But as the days passed, it became increasingly clear that my feelings for him ran deeper than I had ever imagined.So, I had decided to take matters into my own hands, to lay my heart bare, and confess my love to Sean once and for all. I wanted tonight to be perfect, to create a romantic atmosphere that would sweep him off his feet and leave him speechless.So I lit the candles and scattered rose petals around the room, waiting in anticipation. This was it. The moment I had been waiting for. And yet, despite my excitement, a linger

I celebrated with Jake, reveling in the freedom I had finally reclaimed from Carmen, my scheming wife, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration coursing through my veins. For months, I had been under her control, forced to bend to her will and follow her every command. But now, I was free. And I intended to make the most of it.Jake and I attended party after party, drinking and carousing until the early hours of the morning. The alcohol flowed freely, and soon, we were both thoroughly drunk and wasted. But I didn't care. All I cared about was the feeling of liberation, the sense of power and control that I had long been denied.As we stumbled from one party to the next, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the thought of finally taking back what was rightfully mine. Carmen had underestimated me, thinking that she could keep me under her thumb forever. But she was wrong. Dead wrong.As the night wore on, Jake and I found ourselves in a seedy nightclub, surrounde