All Chapters of Sisters Wives :Married To My Annoying Professor : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Inaya’s POV Rated 18+ I wanted to scream that we are married to each other, not what Serena told him but I couldn’t because I wasn’t sure of his medical condition. I nodded, breathless, my fingers tracing his jaw as I leaned in for one more teasing brush of lips. “I know,” I whispered, my body still humming against his. “But God, Beckham, I've missed this... missed you..” He groaned softly, his forehead resting against mine, “We both can’t betray our partners.” Beckham’s lip said one thing yet his body said another. I could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against my thigh through his pants, a silent confession of his own desire. I tilted my head, my lips brushing his ear as I whispered, “Beckham, it’s the alcohol.” His eyes met mine, conflicted yet dark with desires, and without another word, I captured his mouth again, this time slower, my tongue teasing his tongue until he groaned into the kiss. His hands slid up my sides, thumbs grazing the undersides

Inaya’s POV I rushed to the room I had locked for years. I don’t know how he had access to that room because it has always been locked. The door was wide open, my past staring at me in the eyes, I hesitated but still entered the room. Beckham was lying on the floor with the teddy in his hand. For five years I had left everything behind. I thought I was okay, but seeing Akira’s teddy bear from the park, which still had blood stains, made me realize I wasn’t okay. This room held the evidence of the relationship Beckham and I once shared. It held the evidence of our little family of three, it held all the happy and sad memories we shared. “Ma’am, I already called the ambulance,” The nanny said in a rush and I nodded my head. I tried to keep a straight face, and with a calm voice, I instructed the security and nanny, “Take him to the living room and have someone take the kids to school.” My legs were weak, but I hurriedly rushed to my room, picked up my phone, and info

Keona’s POV Trying to act like everything was okay wasn’t that difficult but seeing the people around me break down anytime they looked at me was difficult. Both Eveline and Inaya had suggested we go on a trip, not too far, because I can’t travel, but to a nearby place. We had picked the beach house we purchased when we were teenagers. I had mixed feelings while parking my bags; it felt like I wasn’t going to come back, but the moment I got to the beach house, it was different. My parents came along, Mr. Valentino finished his court case and came along, Mr. Fisher took time off work, and came and our kids came along. The house was already cleaned and stocked by the time we got there. The house was surrounded by coconut trees, there was a beach not too far and there were other houses around. “Mummy, the stain isn’t coming off the apron,” My baby girl Seraphina cried, but I ignored her, “Mummy! Can’t I leave it and go play?” “Keona,” Hayes called as he took the apro

Inaya’s POV The days we have spent at the beach house so far have been overwhelming. It was difficult trying to keep up with Keona without crying but we needed to stay strong. Her every move, her every word, tore us into pieces, and today we had to sit and watch her plan her funeral. “What are you thinking about?” Eveline asked while we were setting up the projector outdoors. “Seraphina,” I replied, “What do we tell her when Keona is no longer with us?” “Everything will fall into place,” Hayes said, “It’s set…. Inaya please help me bring Keona downstairs and help me ask her what flavor I should get for her.” “I think she would prefer choco mint,” Eveline said. “Ewww she likes vanilla more,” Hayes argued. “It’s okay guys! I will ask her and bring it myself,” I replied with a smile and proceeded to Keona’s room. I knocked on the door before I gently pushed it open, “Keona, they are arguing about the ice…..” I paused when I saw she was sleeping peacefully, a

Beckham’s POV It’s been days since I last saw Miss Inaya Valentino. At first, my head was upside down over what happened in the piano room. It was a forbidden topic I do not wish to bring up, but somehow I found myself remembering that day, and I couldn’t bring myself to look at Serena. I couldn’t understand myself, for the past seven years, I have been finding it hard to share an intimate relationship with Serena, but somehow I was able to share that relationship with a stranger whom I had only seen a few times. The crazy part of this was what I found in her room. I still can’t wrap my head around the situation, what relationship do I share with this woman? Why were they picture of us together in that room? Who was that little girl? I had asked my parents, but they were all quiet about it, and Serena doesn't know anything. They said I must have been imagining things. The years I can’t remember, what exactly happened during those years? “You called us here yet you hav