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And she could not even look up at me, the embarrassment was too much for her and I leaned against the wall crossing my arms. “You know, this is one of the disadvantages of getting married to an old man. He can't touch you the way you need.” I continued. “He can't just keep up, even if he was to ever try. So you end up walking around houses like this, watching other people fuck and hearing them moan so you can just feel something and help yourself out by masturbating.” I mocked. Her face burned red and she swallowed hard. “Excuse me?” she expressed, quickly arranging herself to look normal. After drowning herself in pleasure some minutes back.

I felt my whole body tremble, emblem with the excitement and the ecstasy of the thrill that swept over me. "I thought I told you not to kiss me again," I said. "I know but I just want us to be lovers." "I liked the kiss and I won't deny that but the past won't leave me. We will be lovers and no sex. We kiss but you won't go further. Is that a deal?" I said and stretched my hand for a handshake. "Deal." He responded and shook my hand. When we slept that time, I had another dream where I saw my husband. I had just left the coffee shop with Martin. The weather was just so perfect.

"Exactly. Everyone knows what it is like in this industry. Besides, Ms. Kidman is Mr. Moore's wife. I'm sure she would know better than us, right?" Every one of them fancied themselves to be a chivalrous gentleman with upright morals, when in reality, they were just seasoned veterans in a world of power and profit, experts at reading the wind and shifting their stance. They tried to wash their hands clean in just a few sentences. Yvonne could not be bothered with them. She nudged me with her chin, hinting for me to deal with it on my own. I snickered and looked at Jason. "You hear that? All the VIPs recognized me as your wife. Care to explain this new family member?"

I noticed something amiss. So, I played along with my husband's story and casually asked, "Really? You were smiling awfully tender just now." Zachary Cole's gaze skittered away, refusing to meet mine. "The kid's got a sweet mouth. He kept calling me 'mister.' It's late. Get some sleep." He turned and walked into the bathroom before I could get a word in edgewise. After 10 years of marriage, I could read him like an open book. That moment of hesitation told me everything I needed to know. He was hiding something.

“What do you mean, Damon? Is he here or not ?” He exhaled. “He is …” The air left my lungs. “No,” I whispered. “No, are you sure you are not mistaken?.” Even though I had been preparing for him , A part of me wanted it to be a lie . He reached for my hand. “I’m not joking.” I yanked my phone from his hand and unlocked it. The headline slapped me in the face. AURORA WOLFE’S NOT-DEAD HUSBAND MAKES SURPRISE APPEARANCE

I just sell fish in the market. And now, I am the wife of a multi-billionaire. I can’t believe it. It seems like it was just a dream. I don’t want to wake up anymore if this is a dream. “What does my husband look like?” I asked her. I was just curious about the physical appearance of my husband. Maybe he’s old or what? I can’t stop the nausea I feel right now if he is old. But I’m not sure, the person in front of me is still young, maybe my husband is in his 20s. I remained standing in front of her.

“Hey, man! If my husband is too coward to rescue me, I myself will defend the rights of us women to be respected! “ “Are you calling me a coward? Want to try me? “ “I’m talking about my husband. How could he not pick me up yet after five months?! And to answer you, you’re not a coward! You’re a pervert! “ He smirked. “Oh. I wonder if you’ll stay like that after you regain your memory. FYI, I'm your husband. “ He was still holding his wounded neck until he turned his back on me. “Call the doctors immediately.” That guy is my husband? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank y

Helen asked with a confused look. "You're so wrong, Helen," Caraline said with a lingering chuckle, "whoever it was that said that man was a beggar, I can assure you that person is a good judge. You should appreciate them. To me it's not a problem, it's an amusement." "But Mr. Deric is your husband now," Helen retorted. The happy hue that enveloped Caraline suddenly vanished upon hearing those words. The woman gave Helen such a cold stare that her assistant had to look the other way.

My disappointment was probably written all over my face, because he held me tight and said tenderly, “I’ll try not to go overseas as much after those kids settle in. Once I start staying at home more, I’m sure we’ll have our own baby soon. Believe me.” Staring at his familiar features, I remembered how he had hugged me just like this, promising me he would come back soon… right before his flight to Switzerland. He had come back, but his heart remained in the Alps. “Alright.” I forced a smile and watched him rush away. Since the New York administrative system did not contain any records of our marriage, that meant the marriage certificate we obtained in Vegas had no effect. That saved me the

“Dream? You have me right here, husband.” That word—husband—still carried magic. Damon’s chest tightened at the sound, just as it had on the day she had said her vows to him. He opened his eyes slowly, those familiar dark orbs locking onto hers. For a moment, he simply stared, memorizing her face as though he still feared it might vanish one day. Then, a slow smile curved his lips, a smile so genuine it erased the last remnants of the man the world once feared. “And I still can’t believe I get to wake up to my wife every morning,” he said softly, reverently.