Wild Temptation After Divorce Novels & Stories

" My mother wiped away her tears and gently pushed Nathan away, turning her back on him and refusing to look at him again. That day, Nathan cried in my restaurant for a long time, but in the end, he reluctantly left with Christopher. They never came back again. I felt a sense of relief. From then on, there would be no connection between us. As the new year approached, my lawyer called to tell me that Christopher had agreed to sign the divorce papers. His only condition was that I return and go with him to finalize the procedure in person. I agreed. It would be a way to close that chapter of my life.

Lately, I had been doing more and more things that even I despised. The embezzlement. The losses. The lies. The truth was, I had been drowning for a long time now, and I had made sure to drag Emily down with me, even when I knew she deserved better. I had to delay the financial settlement of our divorce because of my situation. But did it even matter? She was with Damian now. I told myself I didn’t care. It’s over. I forced my fingers to move, gripping the edges of the photograph, my knuckles white with tension. Slowly, I tore it apart, watching as the pieces fluttered down onto the desk like remnants of something that no longer existed.

"Lick his cum from my thighs. Lick my pussy until it's clean. Show me how sorry you are for being such a worthless husband." With a groan of utter defeat and submission, Mark obeyed. Ethan watched, his spent cock twitching with renewed interest as his uncle, the man who had always been the epitome of control and success, knelt and eagerly performed the most debasing act imaginable. Vanessa stood over him, one hand on her hip, her head thrown back in triumph as Mark's tongue lapped at her flesh, cleaning away the evidence of her infidelity. When he was done, she pushed him away. "Now get out," she said, her voice cold and final. "Go wait at a hotel. I'll call you when I'm ready to talk about

I shouldn’t have come back at all. Who would have thought that Lynette, who rarely stayed home overnight, would be waiting for me in broad daylight today? Seeing that she was about to continue, I swiftly grabbed both her wrists and yanked her off me. "Stop disgusting me! I want nothing to do with you except for a divorce!" Before she could respond, I rolled off the couch and bolted out the door. It wasn’t until I got into the car that I realized I had left my phone behind. Forget it. It was just my bad luck.

The reality that I had become a renowned model was still sinking in. The realization that Troy and my mom were enjoying their lives after I had signed the divorce papers spurred a desire within me to return to Manhattan and settle scores with them. It was unbelievable to me that I had accepted their betrayal so passively. The ease with which I had signed the divorce papers was equally astonishing. Wait for me, and I shall return to you all. I would get even with the people who betrayed and treated me like trash. Troy and Mandy. My mother-in-law, Olivia, and Mia.

Zander reasoned, suddenly acting like an obedient puppy. “Heh, really?” Vivian looked down to indicate she knew he lost control and she could feel his boner. “My wife is appetizing. What do you say let’s continue this in bed?” Her husband grinned at her not at all embarrassed that his boner was still poking her. “We’re divorcing,” Vivian said again to stop his mind from going awry. “Come on. Isn’t it good to be desired by your husband?” Zander whispered huskily in her ear.

"You need to let me know where you're going next time you're leaving, or I won't be able to find you." One horrifying experience had been more than Vicky could take, so she whispered, "I know. I won't wander off again." It was a dangerous world out there, and she would still be resenting Tyler for locking her inside a hotel room in Arrowtown had she not spent a week in Forever Night. In comparison, Tyler never truly imprisoned her. He was her husband, and despite all the conflicts they had, he would never leave her to die. Tyler lowered his gaze, his eyes glittering in the dark. "Do you still want a divorce?"

Every single day in the past year, she kept praying to wake up the next day in the same bed as him. Now that they had both signed the divorce agreement, everything would soon be memories. Whereas, those scenes… She was lost in her thoughts when the man beside her stirred. In that instant, Kristel panicked. Suddenly, she felt embarrassed as she recalled what had happened last night. She was glad that the room was dark. Galvin had no clear view of her lower body when her legs spread wide before him. ‘How embarrassing! We were soon officially divorced, but I still had an intimate session with my soon ex-husband!’

Her heart sank. Chelsey walked over to the bedside table and picked up a document. Then, she threw it at Lucas. "I won't apologize to her. Let's get divorced, Lucas." Lucas' eyes flashed. It seemed he was caught off guard by her request for a divorce. From the day she'd married Lucas, Chelsey had secretly sworn to stay by his side for the rest of her life. She would act as his walking stick, care for him, and make him happy. But now that Lucas had regained his sight, he no longer needed a walking stick. That also meant he no longer needed her.

"The one who willed you his company?" I nodded. "Yes, the very same. So, he was married to Petra for several god-awful years. Everyone except my uncle saw her for what she really was- a money-grubbing social and gold digger. My uncle was... blinded by love, I guess, at first. They got divorced, and the divorce settlement she got was a fortune. She left the country, and from what I gathered from the society papers she regularly features in, she has been touring the world, having the time of her life. And thrust, yesterday, I got a call from her. She told me that she was returning to the country, and then I knew that she wasn't done with the Donovan's yet." "But if she's returning to the count