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I fold my arms around my chest. Sebastian did not react to me, he remain expressionless. He sits next to me and explains, "I have a wife, we've been together for two years, and I haven't touched her because I respect her as a woman... Then, she didn't arrive at our room on the night of our honeymoon, and I discovered she was naked and sleeping with another man. I became enraged. She wept and attempted to explain everything to me. However, something awful happened to her. I deeply regret not listening to her explanation since, in the end, after many years, I realized that she was innocent. She has remained faithful to me but never has slept with another man.”

What business do you have with me? When the woman saw Cassie's delicate face and elegant temperament, she was stunned at first, and then jealousy rose from the bottom of her heart. 'You are Cassie, right? Why did you seduce my husband?' She was indeed a vixen since she was so beautiful! 'First of all, I didn't seduce your husband. Secondly, I don't know who your husband is. I think you're mistaken for someone else.' Cassie was confused by her words, but with her good manners, she still asked politely.

I had to do something, and quickly. I couldn’t let that happen. Desperation drove me to do the unthinkable. I seduced one of Marion’s trusted betas, a man who had always looked at me with longing. It wasn’t difficult to lure him into my bed. Afterward, I pretended to be with Marion, just as I had pretended to be the loving wife, and soon enough, I was pregnant. The pack celebrated the news with joy and relief. Marion, blind to my betrayal, was overjoyed. Little did he know that the child I carried was not his...

After five years by Leonardo Rizzo's side through bloodshed and gunfire, I had finally made it to our wedding day. In those five years, my surgical skill had earned me a reputation throughout Chicago. I had saved Leonardo more times than I could count. But as I stood at the altar in my wedding dress, he walked straight past me and slipped my ring onto his adopted sister Julia Rizzo's finger. My whole body went rigid. Leonardo looked back at me. There was a hint of apology in his voice, but he made no move to take back the ring. "Baby, when Julia and I were children, I promised she'd be my bride at my first wedding. As the Don of the Rizzo family, I can't break a promise. You'll understand, w

He began questioning himself. Everything started when his wife got sick and could no longer attend to his needs. An empty space was created in his life. When his wife became ugly and weaker each day, that's when he took notice of Aurelia's beauty. And when she began flirting with him, seducing him, he succumbed to her temptations, and they had an exciting and intense love affair. They were making love in cars, in the basement, in the garden and anywhere as long as they could satisfy their lust for each other.

“Liam does it better, huh?” “Don’t,” she whispered. His hand slid to her waist, slow and deliberate. “Your husband cheated on you with your sister. What’s a better revenge than moaning under the one man the Walters pretend doesn’t exist?” She swallowed hard. Her body trembled—betraying her. Her pulse drummed in her ears. Her thighs clenched. Why was she feeling this way? So out of breath. So overwhelmed. She has never been turned on like this. “I could make you feel so good,” he whispered, letting his thumb trail the line where her top ended. “You look sex-starved.”

Max is silent for a moment, “I think Vivienne planned it. She kissed me without warning; either she saw the person or called in advance. I think she and Daniel leaked the story. The Vander’s are struggling with money; this was all likely a ploy to get paid.” I look up at Max, “What do we do now?” “We wait and let them make the next move. Tomorrow, come to work like normal.” Max takes my hand, “Now that you know everything, will you come back to our room?” “You still lied, Max. You went behind my back to see another woman, even if it was for a noble intention. Why didn’t you just tell me?” I asked. Max looks hurt, “I wanted to know for sure. You didn’t agree to be a stepmother. How could I pu

Everyone wanted someone as wonderful and devoted as him to fall in love with them. But it was all a lie. Returning to the present, I felt my stomach churning. Something was threatening to spill out of me. I fled to the bathroom and puked my guts out. I was still in the bathroom when I heard the commotion outside. In the heavy silence of the room, the familiar voice rang out with unusual clarity. "My wife prepared a surprise for me. It should be right here in this room."

Sedar cast a sidelong glance at his wife as they stood at the top of the staircase, facing the influx of paparazzi forming in front of them, armed with cameras and microphones, eager to obtain the full story of his secret love affair, which resulted in him eloping in a foreign country without family present. She bit her lip as she stared out into the open, looking like a scared kitten. He watched as her chest rose and fell, and he took her hand in his. Bringing it up to his mouth, he brushed his lips along her knuckles. She gasped with wide eyes, fighting the urge to pull away from him. "It's showtime, Askim." (My love) He whispered, his words masked by the kiss he gently placed on her fever

I set it down beside him, turn it so the back is to him, then straddle it. "What does that mean?" His voice is weak. "What does that fucking mean!" He screams, shaking in place, and I regret not cutting his tongue out. "It was a decision your wife came to after learning of your activities outside the holy bond of matrimony." "Ahhh!" His scream fills the room. "This one's loud, boss," Leon contributes from behind me. Brandishing the saw, I speak. "They all are. Let's cut Marco here some slack." "Humph!" He huffs but doesn't complain further.