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My brother was at the end of the bar talking to nothing more and nothing less than the temporary social worker. Amber Lyle. Ugh, not only did she look like a porn star, she had the name of one too. I hated imagining the things my husband had done with that woman. “Baby, my hand...” I immediately let go of Louis' hand which I didn't know I’d grasped and tried to compose myself from surprise. “Hello!” The woman exclaimed happily when we got to where she was. As if she hadn't flirted with my husband and grabbed his hand in front of me.

He mutters in pain. " Amos? "I call in worry as I make to help him. " Don't touch him! "Damon yells at me as he pulls me away from Amos. "What is this madness!? " I scream at Damon. "Alex, don't... Don't... "Amos makes to speak. "What!? She's my wife! My wife! What do you want from her!? What sort of man takes another man's wife out at this time of the night, without the man's consent!? " Damon screams at Amos, and my heart drops into my stomach.

But now, on that sofa, I saw my husband making love passionately with a half-naked woman. God, am I fulfilling karma? Have you answered that poor woman's prayers and vows? Is this how it feels to watch your husband make love to another woman right before your eyes? "Nina?" Simon said my name after he realized I was standing a few steps in front of him, staring blankly and feeling empty. "Simon? What-" The woman he was making out with called out frantically after she also realized the man's wife had returned home and seen what they had done. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. It felt so heavy, and if it were still appropriate for me to cry and scream, I would have loved to.

Amari My marriage has taken a very different path from what I thought it would be. I am so in love with my husband, it is becoming hard to hide it. Everyone is telling me that I am glowing. Growing up I had fantasies about how my first time would be, but it was nothing close to what I felt. I completely lose myself when my husband touches me. I can’t stop screaming his name and he loves it. Waking up in his arms and the love reflected in his eyes when he looks at me is complete bliss.

I said. Her smile grew. “Yes. Yes you did” “You’re Kael’s wife,” I said. She nodded slightly. “Yes.” “That means you’re the wife of the first great Lycan.” She smiled again. “No.” I frowned. “What do you mean no?” She looked at me with those silver eyes. “Yes, I am Kael’s wife,” she said. “Then that means you’re the wife of the first Lycan,” I insisted. She smiled again. “No. That is not the truth.”

Slap! "Do you even know you're my daughter? You whore, do you know whose man you're having sex with? You're having sex with my husband!" Lauren roared hysterically, gripping her hair tightly and shaking it violently. "Bitch! He is my husband, he is my husband!!"

The doors slid open. She stepped inside. The doors slid shut. For the first time... Jessica wondered if she knew the man she had married.

I quickly turned my head to the side, pretending as if nothing had happened. Instead of reacting in anger, Celeste actually flashed me a smile. She faced me squarely and lifted a leg. Then, she positioned the showerhead beneath her to rinse herself, giving me an unobstructed view of her most intimate parts. My jaw dropped. Was this how liberal she was, not seeing me as an outsider at all? When did my wife become best friends with her? I was in such luck! I watched Celeste, a smirk also playing on my face. At this moment, my wife had her full attention on her phone, completely oblivious to what just happened.

I hung up the phone and slammed the speedboat's throttle all the way down. When the boat hit the beach, the dock was as chaotic as a flea market. In the crowd, my sister, Emily Lambert, was curled up on the ground, her clothes disheveled and her appearance completely wrecked. She clutched her chest, gasping for air, her pale, sickly face streaked with tears. The island's steward, Marcus Jenner, lifted his foot and kicked her without hesitation. "Little brat, didn't you hear me tell you to get lost? Don't you know whose place this is!"