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I said before I pulled my wife away from him. “Hmmm,” here in my arms, Adira groaned but remained unconscious. “But if you are bored flirting with other girls that your next target is married women like my wife, you better get lost before I kill you with my own hands.” “Sir, your wife and I aren’t in that kind of relationship,” he answered, head up high. “Really? I heard from Isa that you are dating with multiple women behind her back. What a freak.” “I don’t need my stepsister’s approval to date,” he rebuked. “Talking about being a freak, I think you should go and check the mirror. At least, I am not someone who kissed another woman in front of my wife.”

Evelyn's POV When I found out my husband was cheating on me with 8 women, I decided to get even. The breeze off Lake Como felt amazing. Maddie and I were stretched out on lounge chairs at Lido Villa Olmo, sunbathing while analyzing the profiles of Sebastian’s eight mistresses on my iPad. “Jesus Christ!” Maddie slammed her coffee cup down on the saucer so hard it clattered like a tiny drum solo. The couple making out at the next table actually stopped kissing to stare at us.

Damn it, his extramarital affair had been caught red-handed by his wife. Thinking about what Belinda was capable of, Hunter’s legs went weak and he could not stop trembling. Suddenly, he turned his head and pointed at the woman who had already lit a cigarette and was blowing smoke rings. He said, “Darling, she seduced me. It was she who seduced me.”

My husband betrayed me and married my sister and not just that my parents were on it too. I had been betrayed and ruined by the same people I trusted and called my family

Getting the money, he handed me and kept it inside my pocket. “I cheated with my wife,” he commenced. “I don’t know how I did it but… my love for her fade away. The spark has been put out,” he paused, looking at me with teary eyes. “Now, I impregnate his sister,” I literally gasped out. Never have I ever heard this type of story personally, but now here I am. “Oh my, God, Sir,”

She was wild and interesting, unlike…Lia… I love my wife but I admit, I have my fantasies in bed that she couldn't fulfill…she's innocent, after all… "Hahh…hahhh…ahh…how…are you so…still so thick and hard…hmmm…" Eridessa's breaths shook as she positioned herself on top of me, riding me like crazy. We were at my hotel room, doing our business like always.

She wanted me to see how happy my husband was with her. Clara was never my sister-in-law. Three years ago, my husband had lied about her, claiming she was his younger sister, and I believed him. But after five years of marriage, I discovered—far too late—that Clara was never his sister. She was his mistress, his childhood lover, the woman he had been sleeping with under the same roof as me while making me serve her as if she were truly my sister-in-law. And now what? He had lied again… said he was going on a business trip. Yet Clara had just sent me a picture—a cute, sickening picture—of my husband happily kissing the very woman he had once claimed was his younger sister.

I hated how pathetic I sounded, but I was past the point of caring about my pride. "You want to know what's going on?" Jenny's voice rose with so much resent. Her eyes flashed with something between anger and disgust. "Fine. I'll tell you exactly what's going on." She pushed off from the desk, standing up straighter, and I could see her entire body tense with barely controlled rage. "Your wife… no, actually, your ex-wife, who has loved you deeply for the past five fucking years, found out recently that you, a good-for-nothing piece of shit, have been sleeping with her cousin. In the same goddamn house you all live in together!"

Initially, I wasn't paying much attention, but then one of the trainers casually dropped a line that made me freeze in place. "Mark, was that woman as good as you said?" "Of course! She was wild! She invited me to her place on her wedding anniversary, but I almost got caught by her husband!" "Ha! You'd better be careful; don't get yourself killed!" "Please! I was hanging out the window, and he didn't even notice! Want to know how it ended? She kicked him to the couch, and I spent the night making love to her in the bedroom, and I only left in the morning!"

My husband replied, and I huffed mirthlessly. As if reading about their relationships on various blogs wasn't enough, I had to listen as my husband fucked his business partner turned mistress. Just how fulfilling could my life get. “I-It's squeezing me so perfectly, I don't want to stop,” April continued. “I think I might need to lie down at this point. It's taking all my energy.” “Mine too,” Francesco replied. I was too stunned to utter a word as I listened to their dirty ramblings coupled with grunts and pants.