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Without asking permission, her hand crawled down her husband’s body and felt his hardness. “Shit, you’re only making him angrier,” Axel complained, and it was hard for him to stop the libido from rising in his body. She ignored her husband’s complaint. The doctor told her that she could have sex with her husband once a week. But she should be the one on top and the one in control because her husband might be harsh in his movements. Axel happily indulged his wife. He remained lying down and was supported by her hip so as not to get tired from going up and down on top of him.

The woman who had appeared had the same toned physique, one that hugged her dress perfectly. That woman seemed to be a high-class woman… “No way…” I shook my head. “That pathetic bitch wouldn't be able to connect with this kind of woman. Nathaniel Shaw’s wife?” I laughed mockingly. “Davina isn’t capable of climbing that high when I have not even achieved that!” “Babe…” Semion was already waiting outside the Miles mansion as soon as I got back. My loyal dog, always waiting to hear from me. Always hoping that I had things under control. I liked it that way…

Adrian was behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other squeezing her breast, his face twisted in pleasure. "Fuck," he groaned. "God, I love your tits. So much better than—" "Shut up," Maribel hissed, cutting him off. "Don't wake her." But Adrian kept going, kept squeezing, kept moving, and I watched from the shadows of the balcony as my fiancé fucked my best friend on the couch where we watched movies together. The scene was familiar. Horribly, devastatingly familiar. Like déjà vu, except I knew exactly why. I'd walked in on this before. In my first life, at the estate, the positions were different. The location was different.

Their first birthday together as husband and wife. And Adrian was inside his office, having sex with someone else. She pushed the door open wider, just enough to see. Vivienne Cross was bent over Adrian's glass desk, her designer dress bunched around her waist as Adrian stood behind her, his suit jacket discarded on the floor, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her. Vivienne's moans echoed off the walls of the corner office; it was so shameless and loud. "God, you feel amazing," Adrian groaned. "So much better than my wife….. I can't have enough of you…" He groaned; the pleasure and satisfaction were all written all over her face.

Sydney, Australia. The city glittered beneath the evening sky. Inside a modern apartment overlooking the harbor, Stephen Wao stared at his phone. It had rung seventeen times in the last three hours. Colleagues. Relatives. Former friends. Even people he hadn't spoken to in years. The latest message flashed across the screen. IS IT TRUE YOUR WIFE IS CONNECTED TO THE NAKURU CASE? Stephen closed his eyes. Slowly. Painfully. For twenty-six years, he and Mercy had lived with secrets.

“ Having me join you to have a threesome with our maid is our little secret? Definitely this isn't your first time, no wonder you took my complaint about how she saw us in the afternoon with levity hands. Am sorry I can't do this with you” “Then you must be ready for the consequences” he said and continued fucking Caroline as she moaned in return. Caroline on the other hands didn't care about my new discovery, all she ever was interested in was how she was been fucked hard by my husband, she keeps giving it to him back to back while I stood there watching for some time before I left for my room. Is this really happening to me? I asked myself, but it is really happening. I didn't cry, took my

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The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family. My wife, Jean Shaw, the person that I had loved and doted on for 10 years, abandoned me when I needed her the most. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and decided to call her. My hand was trembling so much that I could barely hold my phone. On the other end of the line, Jean's voice sounded a little proud and relieved. "Sign the agreement, Felix. Your career is over. Stop struggling. Save yourself the embarrassment." "You're the one who wrote... the whistleblower report?"