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Erica said not being able to understand his words He came closer to her "You and me both know that our marriage has no feelings involved but yes, my name is surely involved...and when you put pics like these on social perform after being my wife ...it hampers my image!!! He said showing her I***a post in his phone. Erica got startled by seeing it

I look at Marcus. "I thought about it, and well there is a lot I could give you. Then I thought about it, what would show you and prove to you I meant this, the marriage everything". I open the envelope and begin reading. The words are confusing me. 50% Of Heated Erotica? "We are married so technically it is yours anyway if we were to divorce which we aren't. You know, everyone here knows. I had Maria sign a prenup because deep down I knew it wouldn't last."

At first he was sweet and nice to her not until she found out months later that he was married with kids, Erica couldn't believe it but it was the truth. She felt like a complete fool, she got in a fight with him and almost smashed his head with a flower vase that moment when saw the picture of his wife, kids and wedding ring in his wallet. He tried to lie his way through but Erica was not ready to fall for his cheap, horrible lies, at least not anymore. Erica walked into the bathroom and made the water in the bathtub as warm and soapy as possible, she wanted to have a real bath and prepare her mind to meet my man.

“Eric is lucky, Star. You are so pretty” “And young.” Charlotte thanked her with modesty, Sarah’s inner thoughts slipped in her mind. She didn’t read her mind intentionally at first, then it became entertaining. “So, Eric has a fetish for young girls.” That over friendly host escorted her out, it was fun to know that Eric was famous among his college fellows. “What about Melinda, Eric? I thought you were married to her?” On her way out, Charlotte heard that distant conversation. “We are divorced now.” Alpha’s serious time wasn’t entertained by that curious investigator, he continued his personal attacks.

“Luca, I haven’t been honest with you. There’s something about my past… something about me.” Ethan’s laugh slithered into the sacred space, cruel and amused. “Past? Call it what it is, Amara. A chain, a binding.” Her head snapped toward him, her voice breaking with fury. “Stop.” The single word echoed, stronger than she felt inside. She turned back to Luca, eyes burning with tears. “I was married.” The word dropped into the silence like a stone into water, rippling outward. Luca’s jaw tensed, but his hand didn’t let go of hers. His eyes never wavered from her face. “Married,” he repeated softly, not as accusation, but as if tasting the shape of the word.

I raised an eyebrow, waiting for his answer. “Of course not. Are you crazy?” he snapped. “I can’t leave her. Although you’re with my father, and it hurts me, because you want his money, I on the other hand married Rita because I love her. And we’re about to have a family. How can you even compare those two things? They’re just incomparable.” I couldn’t help but laugh, the bitterness spilling over. “Did you ever love me, Eric? Because we also got married, and we were supposed to have a family together…..“

Fuck it! "Hey, bro!" Eros gave my shoulder a slight bump, and that's when I noticed that a cracking line had formed in the glass tumbler on my hand. I signed and furiously smashed the glass against the wall drawing everyone's attention but I ignored them and mumbled to myself, "I think I need to get laid," "You're married, you should be going home," Pasito teased, "The marriage is because of the company…… that woman is a slut, if not for the benefit at hand I won't be getting married to her," I said through clenched teeth, sending a severe warning in his direction.

"Are you really that desperate? In such a hurry to replace Jenny?" Dinah stared at Leander in disbelief, her words coming out in a stammer. "L-Leander?" Leander seized her by the throat and yanked her close. "You think you're worthy of Jenny's place? You really think you could ever replace her? She's the only wife I'll ever have. You're just Derek's whore. I was never going to marry you." Dinah thrashed against his grip, her once-alluring face twisting into something vicious. "Why are you doing this to me?"

He narrowed his eyes, considering it a deception until he read the caption, "The rumors of me being married were indeed true and she is my beautiful wife; Iris Grave. My love for her is inexplicable, coming into my life as a ray of shine, igniting my future. I only desire to spend the rest of my life imprisoned in your heart. I love you so much, Iris. I hope this start will bring us hopes and endless smiles together." Erich blinked, shaking his head trying to deny what he just saw. Lucifer with a woman none other than Red, holding her waist, pulling her close and looking at each other with eternal fondness.

He had my full attention. Eric continued. "I've never actually told anyone this, but since you just saw me fuck my wife, for like the third time in two days, what the hell? Early on in our marriage, we got into a bit of a rut. We weren't having much sex. We were working too hard. And we finally scheduled a decent vacation, to Cancun. We promised each other that we would try to have sex as many times as humanly possible on the vacation, to rekindle our romance.