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Restless and unfulfilled, I grabbed my smokes and a lighter and headed out to the stairwell for a puff. Just as my hand touched the door to the stairwell, I heard a faint, frantic moaning. At first, I thought it was just a cat in heat. Then, a familiar scent hit me. It was a perfume that immediately made me think of my charming neighbor from next door, Demi Wilson. Every time I ran into her, that sweet, intoxicating scent always arrived first. Then came the flash of a red slip dress or perhaps a bodycon dress, with a neckline plunging incredibly low.

The ache was torture. Her best friend caught wind of what was happening. Curiosity got the better of her. Claiming she wanted to help patch things up between us, she showed up at my place—ready, it seemed, to offer a different kind of relief. The night she arrived, I was pacing the living room, restless and on edge. The doorbell rang. My heart leaped—finally, my wife had come home. After days of pent-up frustration, I'd finally get some release. But when I opened the door, it wasn't my wife standing there.

Dallas stops fighting me and simply holds me in place. "Who the fuck are you?" Trevor? I have never been more relieved to hear that dreadful man. Or more embarrassed. I can't help but feel ashamed to be caught like this and half exposed. I clench my legs even tighter. "Her husband. Who the fuck are you?" "The neighbor. I heard her screaming. Get up and leave. Get off of her." "You're taking this out of context. What I do with my wife is not your business." "I'm not your wife. Leave..." I twist my head to speak around the pillow.

She even invited her to join us for dinner. The dinner was quiet. Occasionally, I glance at Mara but I do not receive a single glance at it. She just kept on staring at the food. And answers Manang Biding’s questions. I slightly smile when I saw my wife and Manang Biding is getting along well. After dinner, my wife said goodbye and went straight to the bedroom to rest. I went to the garden to think again. The beautiful and peaceful garden helps me to clear my mind. Gradually it calms my mood.

As Fred was walking along a pavement, his eyes caught with what was going on right on the pavement across the street. What Fred saw was the most shocking and heart-stabbing thing in the world; His very own wife, Jayda, was holding a stranger man's face tightly and kissing the hell out of him with his hand on her waist and the other squeezing her ass.

"I had a great night with you, Kylie. I want to play with you all over again." Oh my God! What happened?! I messed up! And of all people, why is it Jiro's little brother Kent, who's my neighbor. Out of frustration, I passed out! To be continued...

The Boss and his lovely wife, their love apparent to everyone that night in the Club; it had been such a heart-warming incident in the mad, ugly world she existed in. And then, she had taken a ride home in the vehicle that Danielle had thoughtfully arranged for all the girls. She had been giggling as she alighted. But the moment she entered her apartment building, she knew something was wrong. It was close to dawn but the door to her small home was open and her neighbours, an old couple with seven cats, were waiting for her. The woman was, normally reserved and unwilling to interact with her, but now she appeared at her own door, looking flustered. “I was waiting for you,’ she began as Sophi

Chapter 2 *** Leila was humming her favorite song as she placed the freshly baked chocolate chip cookies on the cooling rack. “Finally…” She smilingly clasped her both hands together while her eyes glittered while looking at it. It was a fine sultry day and she decided to give some of her neighbors her own version of chocolate chip cookies. Her mother, Sheila, and her stepbrother, Darcel, truly loved it and she was hoping her neighbors would love it, too.

Even if it was a product of fiction, still, she can’t help it. “The couple wanted to ask their neighbors about the monster.” Hierro answered. “But, just as they were about to ask them, they finally noticed that there was something strange with their neighbors.” He spoke. “Their neighbors?” Iero muttered. “Yes. Their neighbors were overly enthusiastic towards the pregnant woman.” Hierro spoke. “At first, the man thought that it was just their neighbors coveting his beautiful wife. But, he noticed that even the wives of their neighbors, as well as their children, were also coveting his wife!” he said.