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she said awkwardly, still bowing her head. Such a strange meeting occurred several years ago, creating a sweet relationship that had to stop for no apparent reason. It was an old story between Chris and Lilyana before they both had an affair which had to stop when the two of them were still in a passionate love. Chris, who had not been able to move on from his most beautiful love, looked at his mother who was full of ambition. He stared at her glazed eyes with a few wrinkles already visible around them. "She is perfect for me, Ma. You will never understand even though I have explained it to you."

" Wait!! Well... She is my... Wife. " " WHAT ???? Are you mad?? " " No, but getting there very soon. " " Mohit, I am not in the mood for riddles." " She is Srusti Mohit Paul. My wife already." " How?? When did you get married ?? Why didn't you tell us?? Manu is your best friend, you didn't even tell her. "

" It was just a casual remark from Vivian, and yet Misty found herself enticed by the suggestion. She instinctively clutched her necklace which was hanging in front of her chest. A moment's hesitation later, she retorted, "S-Stop spouting bullshit! Cedric is the only man I love! How can I ever betray him? Besides, the man I want you to sleep with has a thing for virgins!" Misty bit her bottom lip while shaking her head as though she was trying to shake those thoughts out of her mind. "Stop talking shit, alright? I'm only in love with Cedric!"

Their fate might be worse than that of the Parisis. ****************************************************************************

I closed my eyes and screamed his name for the whole of Manhattan to hear. I climaxed again and soon felt his semen flooding inside of me. His contents filled me up with warmth. He took his lips off of my neck, I could now feel his cum dripping out of me slowly. He touched my cheek as I reopened my eyes, he smiled slightly as he touched my lips with his thumb. “Ti amo, Cuore mio (I love you, my heart)!” He whispered, pecking my forehead lovingly. I smiled with contentment, up at him. “I love you too, Tesoro mio (My treasure).” I mustered as much Italian as I could, making him smile brightly at me.

Apparently, none of that mattered when your ex-mistress was you and your ex-lover was Julian Thorne, billionaire tech mogul and emotional black hole in a three-piece suit. “You signed the Mistress Clause, Camille.” “I burned it.” He tilted his head, like a predator mildly entertained by its prey. “Clause Sixteen,” he murmured. “What the hell is Clause Sixteen?” Julian stepped in close, so close I could feel his breath—cool, sharp like mint and menace. “If the mistress attempts to leave, emotionally manipulate, or engage another man, the beneficiary of the agreement has the right to reclaim control by any means necessary.” I gasped. “You’re not serious—”

his confession brought tears in my eyes. I hugged him tightly for loving me so much. I can see every family member of mine is looking at us adoration and pride. Huge round of applause made us apart from our hug. Thank you so much God for bringing my boring life to interesting, heart breaks, love and most importantly happiest one. I love you so much my dear husband. I don't know why he calls me mysterious? But I was never mysterious, right? THE END.

I curl up in bed, my phone lighting up with a text from an unknown number: "Some people run from love. Some people run towards it. Which one are you? - H" And for the first time in my life, I don't know the answer.

This time, I didn’t resist. Maybe it was a drug, maybe something in the air, or maybe it was the fact that from the beginning, he’d been in charge, and I hated how much I loved to follow. I realized to my shame that his victory didn’t take much. And soon, we were naked, in each other’s arms, and instead of uncovering Peter’s secrets, he uncovered one of my own. That until him, I had never had a lover. My elusive slyness was actually masked inexperience.

She pulled herself out of my hug and wiped her cheeks where the tears had dried. "Sorry about that. I was... I don't know how to react to seeing him after all these years that he left me without a single reason. Until now, I'm still waiting for him to say something about his side. I know I'm being a masochist now, but I just want to hear why he did that. Why did he ruin our relationship? I don't have a single idea why he did that. I mean, I gave my all. I disobeyed our parents just to see him at night when he was drunk and completely wasted. He had the guts to do it to me. You know what, Merchaiass? He was my first boyfriend and my first love. I thought that he was already the one. I saw him