The Billionaire’s Submissive Wife
" Mary yelled, her voice echoing through the hallways. She shook her head hard, as if trying to ward off the thought. Nicholas wouldn’t do that. Nicholas wouldn't do that. She chanted to herself, trying to stay sane.
Mary got up and walked towards the TV on the wall, her eyes casting around, looking for the manual controls. She found it on the shelves and picked it up, turning it on. Mary recoiled as the TV screen lit up, the bright light shone brightly on her face.
She padded back to the sofa, scanning through the channels until she settled on the family channel. The channel was enough to pique her curiosity, and it kept her occupied. And so Mary stayed the night, armed with a quarter-fille
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