After Divorce, I Became A Hotshot Lawyer
On seeing Francesco’s name, I temporarily forgot all about my cramps and swiftly answered the call.
“You are so hot, it’s fucking insane. I just can’t seem to get enough of you, April.” Francesco growled, and my eyes widened into the size of saucers.
“Ugh, i-it just won't go all the way in, should we try a different position?” April moaned, which made me cough out a joyless laughter.
“Maybe you should stop moving and let me do the work, baby,” My husband replied, and I huffed mirthlessly.
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Josephine Perkins used to believe happy endings existed only in fairytales until she met Francesco De Luca, her angel in human form.
However, when she’s diagnosed with infertility thr
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