Lauren Jones First Husband Novels & Stories

Tyler held me close as we caught our breath. “This is never going to stop,” he said. “I don’t care if she finds out. You’re mine now, Ava.” I kissed him deeply, knowing he was right. Later that morning, as I finally slipped back home, Lauren’s car pulled into their driveway early. She got out and waved at me with a friendly smile, completely unaware that her husband had spent the entire weekend ruining her young neighbor in their marriage bed. I waved back, feeling Tyler’s cum still leaking down my thighs.

None of it fit. “Why do you look surprised?” Lauren’s voice echoed as she finally reached the living room. Of course. Perfect timing. Just what I needed, her catching me looking like I had just seen a ghost. I swallowed and forced myself to relax. I had to fix this quickly. It hadn’t even been seventy-two hours since I met Lauren. I didn’t want her thinking I was probing too much or sniffing around her business. Not yet, at least. “Uhm… remember I said I got to know about you from the news?” I said slowly, trying to sound casual. “The news also said you were married to Ethan Black, so I thought he was the father. But I guess I was wrong for assuming.”

But I’m also not willing to let her even entertain any dirty thoughts when it comes to my mate. The only one who’s allowed to undress Damien with her eyes is me. I have exclusive rights to that. Lauren doesn’t seem to be aware of our side conversation. She beams brightly at Damien, “Oh, come on. You don’t have to be shy in front of your wife.” I glare at her husband who is so focused on his meal that he doesn’t even seem to be aware that his wife is throwing herself at another man. Damien just wraps his arms around me, “Sorry.”

“You are a man, and there’s no way you couldn’t be tempt by a woman. Once I found out who she is, I’ll make sure that I wouldn’t left her unscathed.” “You wouldn’t dare—!” “Then come with me, or you’ll see what I am capable of, my dear son.” It takes a toll on him not to drove away and just strangled Lauren on the road. With her, his patience was already running short, but imagine who he detest that the bride he was promised was Raquel’s sister. Grace Roswell. The woman, whom her husband is having an affair with. How disgusting. “I don’t need your opinion here.” Lauren was strict. “What matters is that we can benefit from one another.”

Still, she tamped down her anger. A few minutes later, Laurence arrived. Old Mrs. Jenner remembered him and that he was Zoey’s husband, who had paid her to marry him. She held her grandson as she looked at him before looking at her daughter, now shy and flustered. Internally, she laughed drily. Like mother, like daughter indeed. However, she didn’t care whether Sarah stole someone else’s husband so long as she found herself a rich man to marry.

" Daniel asked him. "I don't understand Dad," Lauren speaks with a dry voice. "Have you seen the news; Magazines; social media? Everyone is talking about you." He threw the magazine at Lauren, he looked at the newspaper, the television, and every bloody social network, had the news, that the popular mask man, the heir to Daniel's empire and the CEO of La La Entertainment had finally divorced his adulterous wife, who runs away with her lover during their honeymoon. "Shit!" Lauren cursed inwardly, he grabbed his keys.

Lauren turned around, surprised to see her superior in the hallway. "Yes, it's quite lovely," she said, looking back at the picture. Ms. Rosales nodded in agreement. "They were a happy family," she said. Lauren smiled, not realizing that the CEO had a wife and she haven't seen her. "It's nice to see Damien so happy with her beautiful wife but where is she?" she said. Ms. Rosales looked at Lauren strangely. "Don't you know what happened to his wife?" she asked. "No, I don't," Lauren said, confused.

It pinched Johnathan wrong. Only he knew what price he paid for Lauren's happiness. “You must have been very angry with me, were you not?” He couldn't help but question his daughter. Lauren's eyebrows curled together in a soft frown. “About what, Dad?” “About Sila and Klaus' wedding arrangement?” He said and the smile on her face died. Her body tightened in anger and vision flooded with the things she did to take what had always been her! Klaus Barbieri! “Dad. Don't you think you are ruining my happiest day by mentioning my husband's deceased wife?” she tightly scolded her father who heaved out a heavy sigh.

I looked at Caden shyly and bent my head. "Well, it was not difficult." I shrugged my shoulders. "Hi, I'm Lauren. Lauren and Leslie used to be my very close friends in middle school. We were best friends and I'm just getting meet Lauren after many years. Hope you understand?" Lauren smiled at Caden. "No worries. I'm Caden and I'm Lauren's husband." Caden replied with a smile and they both shook hands. "Wow! You are so handsome and your voice is awesome too. Wow, you are very lucky Lauren." Lauren winked at me.

He had no memory of what happened, but he saw a red stain on the sheet—meaning he had been her first. He hadn't initially intended to keep it going. Laureen was his late wife’s best friend. She was close to Zendaya and was even considered his daughter's godmother. But out of frustration because he was being forced to marry Cyan right after his wife’s death, he was constantly drinking. Laureen was always there for him. One thing led to another until they were doing it even when he was sober and in his right mind. It became convenient for him. He was a man with needs, and Laureen met them. Plus, she made Zendaya happy.