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Erica was so drunk and so adorable then, that only the thought made me smile. When I twirled Amelie, her husband came to stand in front of me and took her away. “Dance with your own wife.” He muttered as he took his wife in his arms and danced with her. I locked eyes with my wife where she stood with her sister as I said, “Dance with me, little devil.” Erica shook her head and pointed at the door where the woman from earlier appeared with a domed tray in her hand. She said, “I want to have dessert first.”

A love never forgotten’. SEQUEL TO THE ALPHA’S SWAPPED BRIDE. THE LOVE STORY OF STEPHANIE AND MATHEW WITH A LITTLE ADITION TO THEIR FAMILY, A SWEET BABY GIRL. THE JOURNEY OF ENZO AFTER THE DEATH OF SHANE. COMING SOON!!!!

It went viral in an instant with hashtags like [LokemanGroupWithdrawsfromSnowGroup], [PowerMarriageFallsApart], and [GeorgiaCheating]. As a flood of comments and messages rolled in, I turned off my phone indifferently. This was just the beginning of the end for the Snow family. However, it was a fresh start for me. It was one worth celebrating. I glanced at my schedule, and there was an auction at Jute Palace. I had not planned on going, but a limited edition Patek Philippe watch in the catalogue caught my eye. It had an excellent design. I could buy it as a divorce gift for myself.

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

"How long are you gonna drag this out? It's already a mess. What's done is done. Move on." The second the door clicked shut behind him, Eric snapped. "You had no right to touch her!" Shelby shifted sideways, effortless. "Eric!" Briana grabbed his arm, trying to hold him back. "What are you doing? Isn't it better that Lena's married now?" He snapped on her instantly, yanking free. "Shut up! You think this is okay?! If it weren't for your genius bride-swap idea, none of this would've happened!" Briana staggered back, face draining, eyes glassy. "I did it for us. For you..."

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."

I think about a man named Sokolov who builds pieces on a board and moves them with patience, and a woman with a baby who turned up on a Wednesday night because the next step depended on the board vote. Mara is not Dominic's. Which means Isabelle's story was entirely constructed. There was never a history that crept past the marriage. There was never a moment of weakness that Isabelle misread. There was a baby with grey eyes and a story built precisely around what that coloring could imply to a wife who was already watching. Dominic looks at me. He doesn't say anything. Neither do I. Helena shifts in the carrier. Her fingers flex and relax, flex and relax, the small repetitive motion she make

But that wasn’t what had me so turned on. It was the fact that I was getting fucked at the same time as another woman. Watching her take it, hearing her beg, feeling my own pussy clench around Roman, it was all so hot. “Do you want to swap?” the woman suddenly asked, voice shaky from the pounding she was taking. That made me freeze for a second. “Yeah, that would be hot,” her husband agreed. I felt Roman stop moving inside me. This was new. Completely unexpected. I didn’t know what to say… but I wasn’t against it either.

Their relationship was no longer a rumor—it was a fact. "What are you waiting for?" Commander Brack barked, his voice like a gunshot. "Get her to the clinic—now!" Teeth clenched, Vince scooped Leila into his arms and ran. Later, we heard the baby hadn't survived. Leila caused an uproar at the clinic. Originally, Vince had been on the verge of disciplinary action for his misconduct. But as it turned out, he and his wife from back home had never officially registered their marriage. Somehow, he slipped through a loophole, and the two of them—he and Leila—became the most mismatched married couple on the island, with the largest age gap.

“I-I was just— “ Within minutes, his hand reached and grabbed my waist. He pulled me to him, and I slammed into his chest. He shut his eyes before he placed his lips against mine. My eyes widened, but when I remembered I was his wife now I let him. My lips gave way, and his tongue slipped in. His tongue found mine, and they circled for a minute. One hand pressed against my back, and the other tightened the grip he had on my waist. I gasped at how tight his hand was. He smiled into the kiss. His hand moved. It slid up till it rested under my breast. His fingers curled my boob, then tightened their grip. I let out a breath, not wanting to show any sign of fear. I couldn’t show him I was afraid