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“What are you doing here… this was my house… I mean, Ethan and I love nest.” “What do you mean?” I said seriously. “Didn’t you get it? This house…” she approached me. I didn’t like the implication. “Ethan gave it to me as a gift. He let you stay here… where he also let me stay. What I mean is… we made love here over and over again! Do you understand now?” She smiled again. Pain spread through my chest. How could he do this?! “Get out of my house. I’m still his wife! I still have the right—” I tried to stay strong in front of her.

"Don't play dumb. Look, normally even if you don't say a word, you'd at least show your face, making sure she sees you and sweats a little, and reminding her that sneaking around behind her husband's back and going on private dates is wrong. It's disloyal." Eric cut him off. "Why would I want her to feel pressured?" "She's your wife. She shouldn't be meeting other men behind your back. She—" Sean froze and glanced at Eric. "Wait. Did something happen last night? Did you and your wife…" Eric lowered the window. A breeze swept through, carrying a few drifting peach petals. One landed in his palm. It was soft and pink. A moment later, he opened his hand to the wind. The petal was carried away i

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

Without another word, he walked past me and out into the corridor, leaving me entirely alone. I stood frozen in the quiet room, holding the wedding photograph in one hand and staring at Edward’s message on the screen. The woman in the picture had once looked at Liam as if he were her entire world. But somewhere along the line, she had made a deal with another man—a promise so terrible it terrified the man who loved her. And I had no idea what I had done.

"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.

Crusher and that lingering sense of satisfaction—knowing he had stepped onto Daniel’s turf right in front of him. His little stunt, however, would have bigger consequences than he expected. Once the gossip spread and reached his wife, all hell would break loose. Alice had always handled her husband’s affairs with dignity, if that was even possible, but she had her limits. “How can you be so disgusting?” “Leave me alone, Alice.” “Daniel Crusher’s wife—right in front of everyone! You have no respect for anything!” “We’ve had this conversation a thousand times. Why do you keep bringing it up?”

I did not react at all, only giving them a cold expression that was clearly different from what he had expected. “Are you ignoring me?” he spoke again in a raised voice. “I am from the Walker family, and I know that you are Diana’s lover. That shameless woman.” Immediately, Eric slapped the man across the face. The room fell silent for a few seconds before it was followed by the screams of that bastard’s mother. “What are you doing? The way you treat your elders is truly inappropriate!” She panicked as she held her husband’s face, repeatedly checking on him. But no matter what she said, I felt neither concern nor regret.

She turned to her son and said, “Eat yup as much as you can before Daddy comes and takes it away...” Paul walked out into the backyard with his cell phone pressed to the side of his face. As Eric explained his situation to him, he made his way to the buttonwood tree. It offered shade from the sun, and a swing was hanging from one of the thicker branches. He sat down and kicked his feet into the air like a happy child. Once his friend was done talking, he said, “Tell me more about this woman.” “She is my wife,” Eric replied. It was not precisely true, but she had agreed to marry him. Thus, he considered her his wife and a piece of property that belonged to him. He still couldn’t believe what

He asked all hastily. "Nothing. It just, I can't see my wife would be like that. So I took her here. I guess she is disturbed with all these." Eric said while winking at me. Wife, my foot. To be continued..... Till the next time Purva Narang Your writer

Fuck, how could pussy be this good? Her hand moved to my ass, and she dragged me deep into her. “Hades…” Like we were back in time, two lovers that couldn’t keep their hands off each other, we ground and moaned together, unable to get enough. She wanted me more than any other man, let me come inside her because I was the only one worthy of having the honor. I pressed my forehead to hers and kept fucking. “Wife.” 7 Sofia Hades wasn’t kidding about his demands.