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Relief washed through me as I awaited her next words. When it came, I clenched my jaw. “From what I can see here, I can tell you for sure that your husband is probably with one or two of his numerous prostitutes. It seems he's having a one man orgy and from the moans coming from upstairs, it seems they are nowhere near done. If you don't mind me asking, what would you like to tell him? I could help you relay your message if you want.”

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

"You were married to him. You loved him. Seeing him happy with someone else is allowed to sting even when you are doing well. That does not mean it worked." Helena looked at the window. At the city outside. "She sent me a picture of him laughing," Helena said. "He has not laughed like that in the last year of our marriage." "Helena." "I am not saying it to be sad about it," Helena said. "I am just. Noting it." "I know," Cassidy said. "I know you are." A pause. "What are you going to do." "Nothing," Helena said. "I am not going to reply. I am not going to engage. I am going to finish my pasta and read my script and go to bed."

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The room erupted in laughter, a shared moment of joy and camaraderie among the staff. Ariana's smile widened upon hearing Mateo refer to her as his wife. It was a delightful surprise, surpassing her expectations of being called his girlfriend. The weight of the term 'wife' carried a deeper significance, making her feel cherished and loved. Her heart fluttered with joy and contentment as she looked at Mateo, her eyes shimmering with affection.

Her naivety did not prepare her for the horrors she was about to endure when she’d taken Nek’s punishment. If she balked about performing her conjugal duties, he would bring up the CCTV stream from the kitchen of her parent’s diner and point his fingers like a gunshot to her father’s head. Her humiliation though at having to perform in their marital bed came with a price. Ercole was a gifted lover with an insight into the female anatomy and he wouldn’t be content unless he eked out multiple orgasms before his own. He took delight in knowing she loathed him with a burning passion yet the minute his lips were on her, she was helpless to stop her own body from responding.

“You hid a book and lingerie from me.” “Did I mention any of that? Did I say what position was my favorite, or how sometimes I misbehave, so you’ll spank me? Or did I say, yes, Max and I make love?” I asked. “I told him you could fulfill your role as my husband.” “You won’t tell me your favorite position, you never tell me anything when it comes to sex, but you tell someone else, someone that has betrayed me, how I feel inside you. If I didn’t stop you, who knows how much you would’ve said.”

"I want to always make you happy, dear." Mitha felt the peak of pleasure getting closer, her body trembling in Erlan's arms. "Akh! I love you, Mas Erlan." Erlan then replied, "I love you too, Dear. I love you so much." The husband and wife reached the peak of pleasure together, their bodies trembling in each other's arms. Sighs and whispers of love echoed in the morning air, creating a moment that was truly intimate and full of affection. After that, they remained hugging, feeling a warmth and closeness that was so deep.