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She lifted her head, met his eyes, and smiled the first real, open smile she had given him in three hundred and sixty-five days. “Yes.” He kissed her then slow, reverent and endless. Outside, New York kept moving. Inside, they stayed tangled together until noon, learning the difference between ownership and belonging. And somewhere on a server in Switzerland, a five million dollar transaction reversed itself. Because some things, once surrendered, can never be bought back. End of The Contractual Wife Thank you for reading this!

His hands slid down her body, his touch firm and confident, as he guided her to the edge of the couch. Sadile felt a thrill of excitement as she realized what was about to happen, her body responding to the anticipation with a hunger that surprised even her. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, as Travis positioned himself before her, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her heart flutter. She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene.

Adrian was behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other squeezing her breast, his face twisted in pleasure. "Fuck," he groaned. "God, I love your tits. So much better than—" "Shut up," Maribel hissed, cutting him off. "Don't wake her." But Adrian kept going, kept squeezing, kept moving, and I watched from the shadows of the balcony as my fiancé fucked my best friend on the couch where we watched movies together. The scene was familiar. Horribly, devastatingly familiar. Like déjà vu, except I knew exactly why. I'd walked in on this before. In my first life, at the estate, the positions were different. The location was different.

Took my backpack "to help." I forced my voice steady. "Where's my medication?" Lily covered her mouth, soft gasp—perfect volume for the audience. "Juliet, don't be like that. I saw you only had two pills left. It looked... kind of sad. So I swapped them for the vitamins I take. Full sheet. Nine tablets. Imported." Like she'd upgraded me. Rage shook through me. The stabbing in my chest spread down my arms. The blister pack slipped from my hand.

"Alright, Marcus. I know what you're angry about. I'll give you a raise tomorrow. I'll even promote you to general manager. Think of it as compensation, and we'll just forget about this whole thing, okay?" Before I could respond, the friend beside me—who had been silent the entire time—spoke up. "Compensation in shares?" He let out a light laugh before saying, "Sorry, Marcus' ex-wife, but Marcus is now a shareholder in our company. Do you think it's appropriate to poach him so blatantly?" Rose's face turned pale. "What did you say? Shareholder?" My friend didn't notice her expression. He leaned toward me with a grin and said softly, "Marcus, so this is the ex-wife you told me about? You turn

"Alright, I'll brush." After a peaceful morning routine, Jared pulled Nicole and stole a kiss from her when she wanted to change her clothes in the wardrobe. He then walked into the wardrobe before her, leaving her standing alone with flushed cheeks. 'What's going on? How did we suddenly just do the deed? I was indeed gradually getting used to him and our identity as husband and wife. But are we just going to resume our true husband-and-wife identities?' Nicole thought. 'The situation feels so surreal. Clearly, I had not regained my memories. So did I fall in love with Jared again?' This thought flashed through Nicole's mind, causing her heartbeat to quicken. Nicole felt her heart pounding u

"The only way I can avoid seeming like a wife in the shadows is for you to marry me. Last but not least, don't meet any other women while our marriage is still in effect." "Certainly not, and I seem to be a loser. With the amount of demand you have, I would not settle for only the name of Zaniyah Moore? Take one of your rules away from me, and I will agree." "What do you mean?" "Do you think I'll be able to maintain control over myself with that tempting body you have? I want sex, and when I say so, you provide it to me since that is, after all, the obligation of a wife."

As if I was someone she was feeling safe with, I wonder if she would feel this way, if knew what a brute I am in bed. What are we doing? Where is this going to take us? Where will it all end? I sabotaged every question as I nibbled on her plump lips. Not for now, let's not think about any consequences right now. "You are going to be my wife Eriantha." I whispered while grabbing her neck, as I gave her some respite from my devouring actions on her tender lips, she had turned all red panting vehemently, I could feel her twitching pulse beneath my fingers, "I will make you forget every unwanted touch, every leery gaze, every unwarranted approach by any other man. It's going to be only me, my

The new and improved Erevos released yesterday, merging with Eclipse Studios, Emma and I designed it together, it has new mechanics, new worlds, new packs and while designing with my wife, it brought back memories of us in our dorm room back in college when we were creating Erevos, surviving on nothing but pizza and soda. Fortunately, the talk of our wedding three months ago has died down with talks about Tristan’s and Charlotte’s upcoming wedding. Emma walks into the living room, her blonde hair down, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and shorts, holding a pint of ice-cream. My wife. My gorgeous wife. My fucking beautiful wife. Even like this, with her hair down and her face bare of

she screamed in the direction where Eric was holding her phone. In annoyance, he shoved her as she reached to hit me again, causing her to land on a sofa in the corner of the room. "I will not have you talking to my wife anyhow, Lola. Get out of my office right now, or I would make you regret it!" She stated at him in disbelief and then turned her angry eyes towards me. "I am your wife-to-be, Eric. We are getting mar-" He chuckled darkly and interjected. "So nice of you to remind me of that, Lola. Now that you've so graciously made me rethink my decision, we are not getting married. I am satisfied with my wife, so if you would excuse me, I have unfinished business with my wife!"