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he said quietly. Piper swallowed hard. There was no point pretending now. “Yes.” He inched closer, stopping at a safe distance. “You shouldn’t be.” Neither should you, she almost said. Instead, she turned slowly, pushing herself upright. The duvet slipped slightly, exposing her shoulder. She caught his glance before he looked away. “You’re angry,” she said. His jaw tightened. “That tends to happen when my wife lets another man kiss her.” Her breath stuttered. “I didn’t let him.”

The tide of public opinion shifted instantly in my favor. I lifted my head, tears still clinging to my lashes, and looked at him with quiet accusation in my eyes. “You were so excited just now… so eager… “You even said it would bring good luck to the company… “Vincent, how could you accuse me like this?” One was a husband kept completely in the dark. One was an unfaithful wife chasing cheap thrills. And the third was the father who had personally pressed the “execution” button.

“Darling, congratulations on your anniversary. I wish you guys many happy years as a beautiful couple.” I smiled. That would only work if I could talk to my husband right now. “Thank you, I smiled.” “And it looks like there’s a little one coming soon.” She looked at my tummy and I smiled. Fuck I wanted to be out of here immediately. The woman, who I remember her name to be Mrs Huston, is a family friend and I didn’t want to be rude to her but I had to see my husband before he made a mistake that could ruin both of us.

Sebastian Vance stared at the flickering television screen, entranced by the image of Luna, his former wife, beaming with a fire that had long been extinguished in their shared life. The news anchor spoke of her recent success, a tribute to her resilience that only fueled the dark remnants of his obsession. He could feel the familiar burn in his chest of anger, jealousy, and an insatiable hunger to reclaim the control he once had.

She was so thrilled that she almost jumped out of her skin. "You really put it under my name? Aren't you scared I'll run off with everything one day? Hee-hee!" This woman really knew how to act. I looked at her with fake affection. "You're my wife. Putting it under your name is the best way to make you feel safe." Phoebe got so excited that she leapt up and planted a loud kiss on my face. She could laugh all she wanted now. I just hoped she wouldn't cry too hard when everything fell apart.

Her eyes were closed as she feared me hurting her, and my own were fixed on her face, waiting for her to snap out of whatever daze she fell into. “I don’t want to hurt you, Natalia” I whispered to her. My dick brushed her center as I lay between her spread legs, and the two of us knew that if I did want to hurt her; the first thing that I could do was take her against her will. I brushed my nose against hers, letting our breaths mix. The self control that I had to have on myself as I felt my blood rush down toward my dick only made things harder, and the fact that my wife was reacting to my touch despite trying not to didn’t make things any easier.

‘Thank you, good sire’ she said, playing along to the way I complimented her. I wanted to scream out to everyone that this was my wife, I know they know, but I don’t think they know how proud and happy I am that she is my wife. To them, this is just a business arrangement. To her, this is just a contract for her company, but to me, this was special, and I would do everything to make her see that. ‘I am so proud to have you as my wife’ I said in a whisper as I leaned in towards her ears. She flinched as I said those words and was a bit taking aback.

More than mine, still knowing the fact I don't get the F*** Why do you always forget that you are mine and I won't let you have anyone else? You are mine only! Sukoon didn't say anything, and vihaan held her hair and asked, "Who Touches" you? "Ahhhhhh! No one said sukoon no one "touches" rather than you. hearing this vihaan enter her again. Ahhhh!" A very loud scream took over, and sukoon was released, and vihaan said, "My beautiful wife"

Rowan I play with my phone. My fingers hover over the increased intensity button. I bought this device weeks ago. Just waiting for the right time to try it out on my beautiful wife. It was a vibrating plug. The remote is an app you d******d to the phone. Hence, I plugged my wife during sex and now I get to continue the job. I traced my fingers along her thigh as she sat next to me. Now, she seemed too far away. Yeah, she was just across the conference table.

“You’re insufferable.” “And you,” he countered, his eyes dropping to my lips, “are a terrible liar when you’re flustered. You can’t even look at me.” I swallowed hard, trying to laugh it off. “Damien, don’t push your luck.” His thumb brushed the small of my back, burning me through the fabric. “Who said I’m lucky? You’re my wife. Touching you isn’t luck, it’s my right.” He was right. I was drowning in the proximity, the scent, the sheer masculine power of him. This wasn't part of the plan. The plan was to manipulate him, not to feel the stirrings of a ghost I’d long thought dead.