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"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

She simply continued walking, her steps steady, her posture composed, as if the touch had never happened. Adrian’s hand fell back to his side, fingers curling into a fist. “You didn’t think to tell me where you were going?” he asked, voice low. Elena didn’t move back. She didn’t soften either. “I didn’t think I needed to.” There was no challenge in the way she said it. No defiance. And somehow, that made it harder to respond to. Adrian’s jaw tightened slightly. “You’re my wife.” Elena held his gaze, steady and composed.

I can pay you with anything you want. Chad had noticed that his wife had been in the corner of the door for a while. However, he did not want to leave. And that was pissing him off. But, upon hearing those words, from Derek, he almost broke his face. However, the man controlled his anger. And in a breath, he told her. "I don't know what you mean by a prostitute?" The man turned and stared at him. Adding. "I'm just waiting for my wife." At that moment, Erika came out with a smile on her face, as if nothing had happened. Seeing the 2 men, I ask. —Something happens love? Who is this subject? Erika asks innocently, as she points to the man, next to her husband.

the woman asked, noticing that Jared seemed to be really concerned about the woman sitting in front of him. 'I've been around Jared quite frequently for the past five years, but never have I seen another woman like her around him, let alone one whom he would display so much affection to. This is interesting,' the woman thought. "My wife," Jared coldly replied. "You're married? How was I not aware of that?" she asked, her startled voice becoming louder. In response, Jared frowned, and a hint of irritation crossed his eyes. "Just do your job properly. There's no need for you to poke your nose into my personal affairs."

After Dominic Hatch loses his memories, he refuses to believe that I'm his wife. "If you really are my wife, why is it that there aren't any photos of us together?" I explain to him that he doesn't like taking photos. That's why we didn't even have a wedding portrait of us. But soon, Dominic digs out nine thick and heavy photo albums from a hidden compartment in his safe. The main characters in those albums are him and another unfamiliar woman. There are countless photos documenting their journey—from they were still children to when they had completely grown up. The pure and innocence on their faces slowly give way to the sappy love and affection they have for each other. In fact, Domi

Eriantha trembled but I noticed her wetness trickle down her inner thighs, I had guessed it before, but my wife had a kink for fear, apprehension and domination in bed aroused her, just the perfect equation for me. Pinning her wrists together right above her head, I quickly undid her hair tie with the other hand, and zeroed on her, she was appalled, completely at loss at the sudden change in the course of events. "There's no hiding from your husband Eriantha. You are totally eager for taking my cock aren't you?" Her pupils dilated and she turned a darker shade of red, "I know you are wound up, and want some release Nectar. I also know that everytime my tongue is breaching you, you are imagin

He momentarily froze, seeing his wife on the bed, reading an erotic book while wearing only a lace dress that showed everything underneath. It was always like this; his manhood would stiffen at the mere sight of her. She smirked and put the book away, then gestured with her finger for him to come over. He did, and she grabbed the towel from his waist. It was exactly what he had in mind; his wife became bolder every day, and their relationship continued to bloom.

He gulped hard. “I don't understand. Why would he come back for you? Are you lovers?” His wife asked. Her eyes were already burning with rage. “Y-Yes… no… no… she was my father's best soldier, okay?” Eric said. “There was nothing special between us. We were just friends, right Raven?” I chuckled in disbelief. Wow! He sure had some guts to ask me to play along with his lies. “Eric and I were lovers. We made love every single day under the dark sky,” I said plainly.

Sarah screamed as she felt her nether regions tighten up so good on the long invader inside her depths. Her sweet tunnel spasmed over and over again and it was an added bonus that her husband went mad on top of her. Warren ran for the final lap until he deposited copious amounts of healthy love juice on the gasping sheathe of his wife’s delight. “Did you enjoy it? Who’s the greatest man in this world? Come on, tell me. I want to hear it from your lips, my sexy beautiful wife.” Warren asked proudly in the aftermath of their romance.

If I did, I would fall apart. Madison reached for my hand under the table, squeezing tight. Her eyes were wide, terrified. Around us, the whispers grew louder. “She’ll run, won’t she? Eric’s wife?” “Poor thing. She doesn’t even have a wolf.” “Who would chase a wolfless female?” “Killian, obviously.” “Or Eric, to keep her.” “Gods, imagine the blood if those two go head-to-head in the woods…” I wanted to disappear. Eric suddenly stormed forward, face purple with rage. “She is not running!” he roared, grabbing my wrist so hard I whimpered. “She is my wife!”