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I was given an explanation by Fannie. "Let's put it in your position: if you saw your fiance kissing someone else... Would you continue with your marriage?" It was Fannie's question that caused me to pause for a few seconds. Should I still go through with the wedding even though I caught my future husband kissing another woman? Of course not! That is an unfair advantage. To me, it makes perfect sense. "Shut you up?" Fannie asked. "If it were up to me, I wouldn't continue with the wedding..."

And I vividly remember her mentioning that the box was delivered to her at the wrong time. The box had a label that said "From A," and the person who had posted Ava's picture with the love poem was also named A. And now, inside the box, there were underwear, sanitary pads, and some pictures of Ava. There was no doubt that she was having an affair. The question I had was, how long had this been going on? Whoever she was dating had to be in Spain to be able to deliver these items quickly. Did she start going out with the guy as soon as we arrived in Spain, or did she know him way before we came to Spain?

There’s Luca but I see him more of an acquaintance but oh well he considers me a friend. They were both supposed to fly down here in 2 hours and my day had just been ruined by one slut. God forbid I actually loved her. I know how the cheating accident broke me especially the fact she was the first girl I decided to date after abstaining from girls due to my bad history with them but then she turned out like them.

I muttered, though the way Cassie smirked made me almost believe she wanted the risk. “She won’t,” she assured, her voice dripping with the same confidence that kept me addicted to her. Our affair had become routine, our secret life carved out of stolen nights. By day, we were ghosts to each other. By night, I was crawling into her bed, fucking her until she could barely walk, only to sneak back to my room before dawn. But tonight, she asked the question again. “Does the wedding… really have to happen?” Cassie murmured, curling into my chest.

The sudden, unwanted arousal I feel in my jeans is a shock, a betrayal from my own body. The anger I feel at my own thoughts, the disgust at my reaction, boils over. Without thinking, I grab the back of his neck, pull his face to mine, and smash my lips against his. The kiss is a desperate, furious thing. I devour his mouth, my tongue forcing its way in. I taste alcohol, and the bitterness of my own desperation. He responds with the same energy. All I can think is that this is so wrong. I am supposed to marry his sister. But I can't stop. I am blaming it on the alcohol, but the truth is, I don’t want to stop.

In the morning he woke up with a splitting headache and also a Fiona in his bed, he was still trying to process what happened when his door opened revealing his mother. At that moment his mother did what she knew best. Manipulation. She had manipulated him into getting into a relationship with her and coupled with the sobbing Fiona beside him he was so confused that he didn't realize when he agreed on getting engaged with her. No matter how he tried to jog his memories of what had happened, nothing came and he cursed himself for drinking so much into oblivion. Sensing his change of demeanor, Fiona went on. “You know I don't regret what happened between us. I never told anyone but you are my

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Curiosity was eating at her. With an effort, she made herself focus on the other titles. He had books on negotiating, battle tactics, history, agriculture…boring. Didn’t the man read any fiction? There was a book on stained glass that looked mildly interesting, but she kept scanning the shelves, hoping for something more enticing. Her search was rewarded. There, right in the middle of his shelves at eye level, was an entire shelf of books devoted to lovemaking. Wiley’s eyes boggled as she read the titles: An Illustrated Guide to the Sensual Arts. A Woman’s Climax. Emotional Need and the Sensual Virgin. There were dozens of titles.

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