Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends
Myla leaned back in her seat, letting her gaze drift to her husband.
He was still gorgeous... nothing about the accident had changed that. If anything, the accident had only made him sharper; he had that cold edge now that amplified the quiet power that men envied.
She had even masturbated to the thought of him in that chair, dominating her, commanding her to ride him exactly how he wanted.
The man she had married would have done that, but that Hayden didn’t exist anymore.
What was left was a cold, closed-off stranger who wouldn’t even look her in the eyes or spend any time with her.