Novel & Cerita Trapped In A Dating Sim Leon Wife

The trio watch as she disappears into a nearby shoe store. “This is Lester. We went to university together and he works with me at the magazine” Emmett says through gritted teeth. “Why are you here?” He asks him again. “I wanted to meet the woman who has stolen Emmett’s heart; enough to marry him” Lester teased; causing Simone’s face to turn pink. “Bull shit” Emmett spits, standing up to leave; clutching onto Simone’s hand to go with him. “Emmett; wait” Lester calls out again. “Sonia was saying she was having a hard time getting hold of Leona Simmons. Apparently, she is on a two-month vacation now the autumn collection has come to an end.”

Stupid me, Luna berated herself. "Leon, do you see that?" Luna asked, making Leon follow the direction of her pointed finger. "Yes, yes. Your husband and a woman. What's the big deal? Oh, don't tell me he's found another heartthrob at the party?" Leon teased, his last sentence spoken with feigned astonishment. Luna playfully hit his arm, irritated by his mockery.

But what hurt the most was the fact that he couldn’t deny it; just one kiss from Giselle was enough to shatter all his logic. "Damn it!" Leon muttered, feeling a tightness in his groin. Leon’s lower abdomen had already hardened. "I can’t! I can’t touch that girl even though she’s my wife. I won’t let that annoying girl succeed! I don’t want my child to be born from the womb of a cheap girl like her." ***

Leon would soon execute his plan. "You're romantic, my husband." "Yes. A little." Lesel was enjoying this moment of togetherness. She didn't realize that all of her husband's actions were fake. Lesel was too caught up in the euphoria of being Leon's wife, even if it was forced upon her. Lesel thought everything was going as expected. "Wait here. I'll give you a surprise." "W-what?" Lesel looked nervous. She screamed with joy. How could she not? Her forced husband was just like any other husband. What set them apart? Nothing.

Leon laughed cynically, "Yeah serves me right, so I shouldn't complaint if my fiancee is running amok. But instead of chewing up my ear about my not so blissful marital life, can you please tell me, What the fuck my fiancee and your wife are doing in a shady downtown club run by the Davytans?" "This better be a joke Leon" I warned, "Wait, are you stalking my wife?" My jealousy was palpable, and he obviously didn't miss it. "As if I care about that lethal mouthed crack." "Watch your mouth, she's..." "You wife" He finished with a sharp edged tone he rarely uses, Leonel is always easy going, this time he seems too wound up, but I was no better myself, Eriantha at a club, meant that she was surr

The woman in black stockings rubbed Leon’s open thigh and said, “Actually, I already knew.” “You’re Celeste, right?” she continued. “Yes, I am.” “Last night Leon said Celeste’s pussy doesn’t turn him on anymore. So he was just waiting for the right moment to break up. Looks like the moment is now, huh?” Damn! I stared at Leon. “Today is our third anniversary, Leon! We’re getting married in three months! You… you’re so cruel!” Leon said nothing. His eyes looked sad, but he let the blonde woman keep touching his chest.

Surprisingly, all of them found uncontrollable women who needed to be restrained for their own safety. His friend, Leo, his now wife, had run away and worked as a pole dancer in the worst part of town while she hid from him and her father. Leo found her services being auctioned off by a loan shark. Of course, he bought her. She learned her mistake when he showed her what it’s like to be owned by a man. Conner observed the journey from punishment to a stable marriage was lengthy.men understood their marriages wouldn’t be conventional. He rubbed at the front placket of his pants to relieve some of this pressure from his pending desire to cum.

I was exhausted, and so drained I did not even feel like moving. My phone, tossed aside, suddenly rang. It was Vincent. “Leon, how’ve things been with your wife lately? You didn’t really explain last time. Was that woman really your wife?” I gave a brief response. He paused for a moment, then continued, “So it’s true, and you still aren’t divorcing her? She’s cheated on you so many times, I honestly feel bad for you just watching this. “If you ask me, a woman like that should’ve been dumped long ago. It’s embarrassing having her around. What if someone recognizes her?”

Too quiet. My eyes moved to my phone on the bed. I picked it up slowly and opened the message again. The pictures were still there. Liza. Pregnant. The test strip. And the message that followed. I stared at it for a while, trying to make sense of everything. Dominic had denied it without hesitation. He didn’t even look surprised. If anything, he looked annoyed. That alone said a lot. But still… Something about it didn’t sit right. Why would Liza go that far?

Or let him die and lose everything? Leon tapped his wrist like he wore a watch. "Time’s up, love. What’s your answer?" I swallowed the lump in my throat, staring Leon dead in the eyes, knowing I had to do this. Taking away every ounce of my pride, I whispered, "What date is the wedding?" The smirk that spread across his face chilled me to the bone. "Good girl," he said. "You’ll make a beautiful bride." My stomach turned, but I didn’t flinch. Not even when he walked over and ran a finger down my cheek like I was already his.