FAEWe barely managed to leave the hallway we’d entered, kissing all the way, with my back plastered on the wall each time we stopped, carried away by the kiss, until I thought I would beg him to take me down on the floor. I was more than a little bit drunk, but not so much that I would let what we left in the hall make me not care wherever he would fuck me.This was Jigo. That was all I cared about. And because of this truth, I didn’t care if he fucked me anywhere, whichever way he liked it.My Jigo…My lover.My sweetheart.My husband.And would be twice my husband again tomorrow in the eyes of critical family members, friends, the elites, and the public.The truth was, it was all so surreal and intimidating that if I weren’t with him, I didn’t know how I could. All I loved about all that was going on was that he was mine. Mine. And no one and nothing could take him away from me because if there was one thing I was sure about this man, it was that he was truly, passionately, complete
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