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She smacked her hands on the bench of the seat, “what kind of man asks a woman to not ruin things with another woman? How the hell did he not simply put her in her place?” “Do you want us to call it in?” “What for? A bad date? Guys, I’m probably going to have more than one bad date. I intend to d******d dating apps. If you have to call The CEO each time, I have a bad date you’ll need to leave him on speed dial. Did you know my cousin Caprice went out last week with a guy who started flossing his teeth at the table before the entrée even hit? The dating pool sucks. Buckle up, guys. I have a feeling it’s only going to get worse.”

Chapter Thirteen - The confrontation Tami's POV With anger, I stormed out of the room with my phone clutched tight to my hands. Once I was outside the room, I paused to release a heavy sigh as I felt anger course through my veins. I hated how George admired that woman. What was so special about her that made less interesting to him? My thoughts were interrupted by another beeping noise from my phone. I gazed at the screen and my eyes widened in shock at the content of Alessandro Migeul's text. Gabriella was married. She was married to a famous and wealthy doctor named Lucian.

I wrapped my hand around it and started stroking while I watched her fuck herself on my phone. She kept going, pumping her fingers faster, moaning my name again. Then she pulled them out, shiny and covered in her juices, and slowly licked them clean while looking at the camera like a filthy whore. The caption underneath hit me like a punch: “Come get this pussy you’ve been craving so badly. I know you’re dying to stretch it open and fill it with that thick cock. But only when I say so. Until then, keep jerking off to this like the desperate slut you are for me.”

One of the things everyone was asking was why Ryder wasn't saying anything about what was going on between Elena and me online, so this should do the job, as well as make her feel like shit. I went through my camera roll and found the perfect photo from a couple of years back. Just a bit of manipulation in photoshop, and I was set to go. I had to think of the perfect caption to go with the doctored image and came up with the ideal one. I'm sure the picture of Ryder and I on a yacht where it looked like we were lazing in the sun together with a caption that read spending quality time with my perfect wife would do the job.

The caption read: “Trouble in Paradise.” I scrolled through the comments. . One person posted: “Damon and Aria look good together. Kael must be really secure to let them hang out like this.” Another comment followed, “Damon and Aria would make a stunning couple. I can see the chemistry between them #daria.” My stomach churned with disgust. I didn’t want to entertain those ideas. I couldn't even afford to entertain those ideas. Aria is Kael's mate, and I am just Kael's Beta. Nothing more.

"How can you say that? You of all people—you know what it’s like to have your heart walking into the line of fire. You know what Silas is capable of!" "I’m saying it because I’m a professional," Cassidy interrupted, stepping into the space between them, her physical presence forming a barrier between Sage’s panic and Dante’s duty. "Going in as lover pairs is a recipe for disaster. You’ll be looking at her instead of the hallway. You’ll be hesitating when you should be shooting because you’re worried about who’s behind you. You’ll make a mistake, and that mistake won't just kill you, it’ll kill her too."

She pulls out her phone. I kiss the side of her head when she takes the picture. Her smile brightens as she shows me the picture. She goes into a whole detailed explanation as to how to upload a picture. She chooses a filter. She pauses and looks over at me. “What’s wrong?” I ask her. “What do I caption it?” she asks. I look at the picture. “How about breakfast with the hubby?” that’s sounds like something a wife would say. She smiles brightly. She begins typing. I watch.

I exclaim happily. " I've seen it already. " He smiles, " It's a beautiful picture." He adds quickly. " Yeah! I guess so. Thanks, " I couldn't control the blush that crawls my cheek. Maggi returns to the kitchen and I return to staring at it. I hold out my phone and click a picture of it. I send it in our fourS group with the caption ' We're on the front page. ' happy emojis, " Can I keep it? " I ask. It's special because he's with me. People will see us as I belong to him and he belongs to me.

KATHY ❤💯🌈: You better come back or else you'll find yourself fake girlfriendless. I laughed and responded. ME: Hey my beautiful fake girlfriend.. I hope your visit at the bank ended up being good. And I promise I'll definitely watch the movie you recommended.. it sounds like a nice movie. Am I really fake girlfriendless now? 😱😯😰😭💔 Then I took a selfie of myself with a sad face and sent it with a caption "can I be forgiven" and sent it to her. I went to respond to my best friend's message.

“ Cara Mia?” I ignored him once again and took a picture, my finger was between my lips as I bit on my nails, winking. A simple but sensual pose that would make Alex boil over. I didn't care just like he didn't. I took the pic and posted it with the caption “ Just got back from a trip, feeling hot” it was stupid I know but amongst the stupidest things people had done for love this didn't top the list.