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" The third affair had its own transfer, too, and the payments continued all the way to the seventh and most recent one. Dylan was so frightened that he shrank into the corner of the room. Meanwhile, Vanessa kept her eyes glued to the bank statements. "T-This is impossible…" Evelyn's voice was stone-cold. "Did you honestly think he put up with you bringing those pathetic little flings into his home time after time because he was hopelessly in love with you? Stop flattering yourself, Vanessa. "Six months ago, I made a bet with him. I bet that deep down, you were still a responsible wife, and sooner or later, you would come back to your senses. But look at you. You made me lose spectacularly.

"I do. She was furious when I told her I wasn't going to immediately reject you. And she has the money and connections to hire rogues." I pressed the antiseptic-soaked cloth against a particularly deep gash, maybe harder than necessary. He grunted in pain but didn't complain. "So your mistress tried to have me killed because you wouldn't reject me fast enough." I laughed bitterly. "That's quite the love story you two have." "She's not my—" He stopped. "I ended things with her. After you left. I realized—" "Realized what?" I interrupted, my hands stilling. "That cheating on your mate was wrong? That planning to use me as a broodmare was fucked up? Or did you just realize you got caught and ne

"We have all night. I’m going to take my time with you." He moved his mouth down to her pussy. He spread her legs wide and buried his face in her heat. He was being very provocative, using his tongue to flick her clit while his fingers stayed deep inside her. He was licking her with a slow, heavy rhythm that made Elena’s toes curl. She was thrashing on the bed, her fingers digging into the silk sheets. The erotica of the moment was intense. It wasn't about the raw power now; it was about the deep, pulsing connection between a husband and his wife.

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

During that time, I had been there. Despite this, I detested him because of the ridiculous rules he enforced and the way he partitioned this kingdom into a higher class level of wealthy werewolves and an underground level of poor werewolves. Despite this, I was also told how faithful he was to his late wife, and how in the twenty years since she passed away, he did not have a sexual encounter with another woman nor did he even touch another woman. Everyone had been talking about how much he loved his luna queen, and how he refused to get mated in the future after she had passed away because of his love for her, but it was possible that these things were just stories, and that there was nothi

"What's this? Are you jealous?" "Jealous? What even is that?" Tania huffed, feigning indignation. "You think I'd get jealous over a teenage girl? Peter, you must be mistaken." She slapped his hand away with a playful glare. "That little girl looks like she's only 15 or 16! She's still a minor!" Peter glanced at the spot on his hand where she had swatted him, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He sighed theatrically, "So, this is where I stand now, huh? My wife doesn't even get jealous when she sees me with other women. I must have lost my charm."

“This man is my ex-husband, and this pregnant woman over here is my husband’s mistress before we were divorced. The day my house was on fire, which was also the day of the anniversary of our still-born daughter, was the day that he spend her time with his mistress—playing with her pussy and blowing my husband’s cock. I am telling you this so that you’ll keep an eye on your girlfriends, wives, husbands, and boyfriends that these two will never steal them away from you, as they've done to me. Perhaps if there is an award for the cheaters of the year, these two would probably be worthy of that god-damned prize. That’s all and thank you for your attention.” Wisdom then walked away straight into

Richard tried to reach for my hands as he said his, but I swatted them away in an instant. “What are you even saying to me?” I growled still bewildered at his words. “You want my ex to marry my sister… the same person he cheated on me with, in my own house?” “No, that's not what I'm saying, Audrey,” Richard replied, his voice soft and gentle. “Then what are you saying?” I snarled as I lowered my voice. “This man punched you in the face because of me. Isn't it obvious that he's up to no good?”

“I’m not a good person, so I dare to own up to the things I’ve done. What about you? You’re such a sc*m, yet you still want to make yourself look good. At this point, do you still think you weren’t in the wrong at all and that we were the ones at fault instead? Were we the ones who told you to hide Sarah? Did we make you climb into Sarah’s bed and get her pregnant?” Chester scoffed. “If I were to get married one day, I’d tell the woman not to fall in love with me or expect that I’d be faithful. I’d definitely have mistresses, so she shouldn’t get married to me if she couldn’t take it. You, on the other hand, are different from me. You’re a sc*m, yet you lie to your wife, saying you’re a good

The large screen above their heads flickered on and began playing a very explicit video. The footage landed like a landmine, blowing the entire room to pieces. "Holy shit—isn't that woman today's bride? And that man is—" "Ahhh! No blurring! Everyone can see!" "Wait a minute. The bride cheated. She betrayed the groom." "I see it now. Damn. She's been playing dirty." Lacey and Kevin's eyes bulged. Shrieking, they begged the staff to turn off the screen immediately. Then came the turn of Lacey's friends. Their own romantic escapades played out on screen as their boyfriends watched everything unfold. Slaps rang out across the room.