All Chapters of Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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Chapter 140

“Are you ready?” Davy asked as I sat in my bedroom, well, soon-to-be-former bedroom. I was surrounded by suitcases and bags that were going to be transported, yet there were still many more I was yet to pack.However, I was going to only take what I needed, and maybe this would spur me to decluttering I have been postponing for months now.“I think so,” I replied, looking for an available suitcase to pack up some more. I already had seven filled to the brim and almost bursting from their seams.One would have thought I had been staying here all my life and not just a place I was hiding for a few months until I settled the issue with my husband.Yes, he was now mine again.The dismissal was processed the next day, and we were back like we never left.“Alright, I will start taking them down,” he said, coming over to kiss me before he began dragging four at once, and I was left alone.My gaze roamed about the room, taking in the space that had become my sanctuary for the past months, and

Epilogue

Four years laterI stood in front of my husband, a title he would be reclaiming again today, only this time it was on our terms.It was a decision he had made for our fifth-year anniversary.We had had dinner and had stepped out to get fresh air only to be bombarded with flowers and confetti, and he had kneeled before me, asking us to renew our vows again. But this time was different, and I was loving this difference.First, he had made all of the decisions with Kim, and somehow they managed to make it one I absolutely loved.It was a destination wedding, a private bay in Sicily. I didn’t know how he had managed to get his colleagues here, not with how busy they all were, but Susan, Denise, and Izaak made up for their absence, each of them dressed in a stunning dress or suit.And of course, Kim and Aaron. We had decided to leave the parents altogether. My parents in particular were bummed they were out of the loop, but it was necessary for my sanity, and I am glad we did.So now we s

Epilogue 2

Davy and I lay on the lounger, enjoying the cool sea breeze and the sun, while Kim and Aaron were sitting by the pool, splashing water, and I shook my head. All of Davy’s friends had left the day after the vow renewal since they still had work to return to, while Davy stayed back on vacation with me. Kim and Aaron had decided to tag along, turning it into a double date getaway, and I had been enjoying it so far. “I have an idea!” Kim suddenly sprang up in her bright yellow bikini, her hands akimbo. “What?” I asked, sitting up to hear her because from the way she lit up, it had to be good. “Let’s play beach ball!” “Beach ball?” We all echoed, but I was already perking up at the thought of doing an activity that would get my blood pumping. “Yes. We have just been sitting and lounging here. We should be out there, running about, exploring. And it would look good for my i***a.” She shrugged, and I nodded. She was definitely doing it because of the second reason, but who cares? I was

Part 2 - Chapter 1

It all started at a goddamn house party. Of course it started like that. It's me, after all.Kim and parties were inseparable like peanut butter and jelly, and not even the fact that paparazzi followed me like a clingy lover wouldn’t change that fact.Raina had always told me I would meet my Waterloo at a party, and I should have taken heed, but I was too goddamn stubborn to hear anything she said, nothing new under the sun.And there was simply no way I would stay cooped up at home when there was a New Year's Eve party going on. Next year will be busy, as usual, so I was going to take any opportunity I have to party now.So here I was, dancing, if you call waving your hands in the air dancing. The music wasn’t so bad, but I would never get why DJs believed that they could get us to move more if they played sex, fuck, or any vulgar words in their songs.It was only going to get me angry, and right now I needed a break.My legs were practically breaking in these heels, but I would rat

Chapter 2

Aaron’s POVFocusing on getting to my apartment was proving to be damn near impossible, especially as Kim sat a few inches beside me, looking like a delicate flower.Only I knew better. There was nothing delicate about this particular flower; instead, it was poisonous, one determined to strike you dead only with a touch.But because I was helpless against her charms, I found myself drawn to this particular flower; it didn’t help that this one was also drawn to me—I hope.It just had to be pure luck. I had accompanied a friend to the party, as I had nothing to do on New Year's Eve and I refused to spend it alone, and somehow I had stumbled upon her.It was a miracle, given the fact that I have loved… well loved was a strong word, but I had always wanted her in my bed, and I had only decided to try my luck.Right now, she was beside me, following me home, knowing full well none of the intentions I had for her were good, yet she seemed not to mind, and the thought made me harden in my pa

Chapter 3

Kim’s POVI was a whore.It was a word often associated with people in my line of work. It was what Anna would always say whenever I told her of my escapades, as I had a loott.And every time I would laugh because it was true. I loved sex so much to think of putting it off because I was afraid of how I would be perceived.But this was different; it was her brother, and it was bound to be a disaster if it ever went south.But once his tongue flicked over my nipples, I knew there was no going back anymore. The line between friends—were we even friends?—had been crossed, and there was no retreat until I had tasted all I wanted to taste.My head was thrown back in pleasure as his tongue brushed my nipples; the bud hardened to a rock, and fuck… the things he could do with his tongue.My nerve endings were on fire, pleasure racking through me, and I needed an outlet to let it all out, so I opened my mouth, showing him just how much I loved it.I was crawling to his lap because it felt like

Chapter 4

Aaron’s POVIt had to be a dream. No, not a dream; it was fantasy at this point because Kim was on me, taking my cock, moaning my name.I had to relish this in case it turned out to be a dream. After all, she had plagued my night and even my day. And I was ashamed to admit she was the object of my fantasy and the beginning of my orgasm.So I held her close, my arms wrapping around her because I never wanted to let go, and I thrust upwards into her. Her wet heat received me, her moans spurring me on until I would no longer stop. I fear it was death if I did.I sought her lips, kissing her with the passion she had ignited inside me, my cock spearing into her until she had lost sight of any coherent speech, and it was only then I began to chase the high.My thrust was now punishing, my goal starkly clear. I needed to cum in her; I needed to fill her with my cum until all she could remember was me and the taste of my cock.My fingers tightened even more around her, my cock pounding into t

Chapter 5

Kim’s POV I woke up to arguably one of the best sex experiences of my life, and that was telling because I have had a lot. I sat slowly, the space on the sofa limited, especially as he still had a death grip on me, and I watched him. Thick hair, a few strands falling across his face, thick brows, and a full beard that framed his jaw. I reached out before I could stop myself, tracing the muscles in his arms. A low hum built in my throat as I took him in, my head tilting in quiet appreciation. Yeap, he definitely topped all the others. My hands traced lazily at the black lettering on his left arm, and I waited for regret to rear its ugly head, but I could feel none of that; instead, I wished for a repeat of last night. Aaron, however, was my best friend's brother; there should be some sort of shame that it had happened between us, but this was mutual. We were both adults, and as long as he promised not to spill, I was game. I let my eyes feast, roaming about him, the hard planes of

Chapter 6

I sat as stiff as a board, trying to pretend like I cared. Maybe that would make him get off my dick on time..only i didn’t have a dick so maybe my pussy?Staring at him with a bored expression, I waited as he brought out his big-ass iPad, scrolling through some things, and I eyed him.Sometimes I was convinced he was unnecessarily cruel because he had always wanted to be a model, but he never got to be one. He had the height for it, standing at 6'2", his face all defined and angular, and he wasn’t so bad in the eyes, but somehow he was unable to get in.However, he managed to get into the industry as an agent, and I am convinced he was just torturing us because we stole his dream. It didn’t help that he was particularly hard on me, of course, because of my family."Alright." He pushed the iPad towards me, and I scanned the brief he had prepared lazily. The shoot concept was actually lovely, something I was actually looking forward to, yet…I pushed the ipad back to him, shaking my he

Chapter 7

It was just a week to the campaign and exactly a month to the start of fashion week. I was about to get busy and stretched so thin that I would wonder why I chose this career path.But for today, I was going to get drunk, high, and do whatever the fuck I wanted to do, and maybe, just maybe, I could indulge in the vices that include intense workouts with a lot of sweating and bodies grinding together.Still, I had been ruined by one with eyes so brown they could see my soul. He had taken something from me that others couldn’t dare to replace, and now I was hungry.My only wish was that he could be close, that I would indulge in his vices just one more time before I am sucked into the world that is mine.So today, I dressed the part; with or without Aaron, I was going to have fun, and I would go home feeling satisfied.I slipped into an Arviella mini dress that just barely passed my thighs, pairing it with my favorite Versace purse, a gift from our last campaign, along with black heeled

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