Novel & Cerita Ex Wife Temptation

I trailed my fingers along its fabric before coming to a halt behind the very spot he occupied. Leaning forward, I brushed my cheek against his left ear, wrapping both arms around his neck. It was a gentle gesture, but beneath the surface, I yearned to strangle him. "I am Xiellenna, your battered ex-wife, and I am no longer yours. After today, and from the very moment that you forced me to leave, I will cease to be Xiellenna Mondregal-Alvez. Sher will no longer exist. I am now Exelle Kim. Does it still make sense for you to call me your wife? Because all this time, you never treated me as your wife," I coldly whispered into his left ear before pulling away and walking towards the seat direct

I wanted more with him. “Logan,” I whispered, feeling my legs go weak as his hand caressed my waist. “You're tempting me in every possible way, Olivia. You're my temptation. Damn! I fucking love this woman!” His words were all it took for me to grab him by the collar and kiss him passionately. He is bound to me, forever. Costa Rica would be ours to take down.

Thelma said with a smile as she turned to leave, meeting Celeste’s eyes on her way out. Celeste closed her eyes in frustration. If Cedric married Thelma, that would make her stepsister her boss too. “No freaking way!” she groaned, slamming her hand on her desk. “Who are you talking to?” came a teasing voice. Terrence stood nearby, grinning. “Terrence,” she sighed, running her fingers through her slightly messy hair. “I just wanted to check if you’re coming with us tonight. We’re leaving at nine.” “Yes, of course.”

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Subtle moves. Suddenly I couldn't wait to get married even if it would only be temporary. One could only live this lifestyle for so long before they got tired. Of the scandals. Of the stereotypes. Of the loneliness. I felt a tightening in my body and my eyes instinctively dough out Melanie. I felt a spike of pleasure when I caught her staring at me. She had been making a point of acting like she didn't know I was in the room but the eye contact we were having proved that she had been as aware of my presence as I was of hers.

She needed to clear her head and find a moment of solace, away from the tension at home. She embarked on a long walk, hoping to find answers to the doubts that plagued her mind. As she strolled through the familiar neighbourhood, her thoughts drifted back to Alexander, she was surprised to see him at Mia's book launch, just seeing him brought back memories of their passionate and wild sexual adventures together, Oh how she missed those times, she lived life to the fullest and she was sexually satisfied, but she couldn't even remember the last time she enjoyed sex. Sex with Richard was all about him, after he had had his pleasure he just left her not bothering to even find out if she was sati

When I enter into my room, I see Sebastian is still awake, typing away on his laptop. He glances up at me. "I didn't want to call you. I had to do it because my father just wouldn't quit asking me why I wasn't calling my wife. Fuck, I'll never see you as my wife. You're just an obstacle to me. Anyways, I don't care how late you are or what you even do. You can be fucking someone else for all I care. Just don't let your schedule disrupt mine. Am I clear?"

I married a woman who was a temptation. On what basis am I expected to maintain my tranquility throughout the damn dinner? Why did the slit have to be such a gigantic length? My member twitched. Heck! She is a temptation. I froze when she walked near me. She reeked of sweetness, invitingness, and sensuality, and it flooded my nostrils. The fact that it would be difficult for me to concentrate tonight is something I am fully aware of. Fuck! My wife is breathtakingly beautiful. Hell, I married a stunningly beautiful woman. Her emerald eyes glinted as she locked her gaze on me.

Or maybe a cage he kept locking himself in. He leaned back in his chair, running a hand over his face. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her. Emma Carter had invaded his nights like a fever: the way she smiled when she knew she had rattled him, the heat of her skin under his palms, the whispered yes, Doctor that played on loop in his head. He cursed softly, stood, and went to the window. Manhattan sprawled below, alive with lights and sirens. Out there, temptation was endless. But here, in this office, the only temptation that mattered had a name—and she had promised to come back.