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A sound that made my blood run cold. A woman's laugh. Breathy. Intimate. Then Adrian's voice: "Shh. She's probably still asleep." No. No, he wouldn't. Not here. Not in our apartment. But I already knew he would. Because I'd seen this before. In my first life, in a different place, but the same scene. The same betrayal. I stood slowly, silently. Crept to the balcony door, which I'd left cracked open. And looked inside. They were in the living room. Maribel was bent over the arm of the couch, her leggings pulled down to her thighs. Adrian was behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other squeezing her breast, his face twisted in pleasure.

Some people never called anyone they gave, nor did a second go by without giving, in which much for that, because I know that my friends' husbands are not much different. Still thinking that some people thought differently that they could have much more than they wanted, in which it was very different it was just Toriyama, in which is how they started, but maybe that's because he wasn't really in love with his former wife. It's been almost five years since one of the senators was separated from an imbecile fool, but she enjoyed a beautiful green-haired incubus, a statuesque body, a huge penis, practically on the verge of an unholy marriage, in which now, we are together commanding with Ikeda

Qin Haodong glared at her and said coldly, "If I say you're foolish, then you are foolish. If you offend me again at a time like this, do you believe me when I say I will spank you?" "You..." Although Yagyuu Yukime was extremely angry, she glanced at Nalan Wushuang and Qi Waner next to her. If she was spanked again in front of these two women, she really would be unable to keep on living. So, she could only suppress her anger and swallow the words back into her stomach. "That's better. Just be good!" Qin Haodong said to Qi Waner and Nalan Wushuang, "Let me introduce her to you. This is the eldest lady of the Japanese Yagyuu family, a heaven level ninja, Miss Yagyuu Yukime."

Jena looked at her from head to toe again “Huh?” Nuella was confused “You look like someone whose strength was drained out, you look pale” Jena smiled Nuella coughed when she finally understood what she meant “If I’m so drained out right now it is the hand work of My Haywood” s Jena smiled “He is your husband now, so no need to be embarrassed” “It’s so I could get pregnant” Nuella murmured Jena heard what she said and sighed “I don’t think it’s only the reason, somewhere deep down in his heart he might have some likeness for you which made him choose you”

As if reading my mind, Dante says, "You're my wife. We are in this together now" "Now you want to acknowledge that I'm your wife you bastard?" ******************************************

“He doesn’t deserve to be with you, Sandra.” As I heard what he said, my jaw tightened. He truly wanted Cassandra, and his actions could even be called the actions of a madman. I quickly stepped toward them. “You’re still trying to force my wife!?” I immediately grabbed his hand, pulling that insolent hand away from Cassandra and pushing Cillian back. This rough action surprised Cassandra, but that man clearly wasn’t someone who would listen to words alone. Without even looking at me, Cillian shouted, “Damn it! Who is your wife!”

I shoved away the urge to level the dais and spoke to everyone to drown out his words. “You think a scrap of paper gives you the right to decide who I am?” I barked. “Do you think my bond is measured with a quill? Lana is my mate, to me. She is the one thing I swear by. She is my wife. There's no proof that you cannot have children with a woman that’s not your mate!”

What happened to it's Maren or just Maren. "I'm coming," she shoved the book inside her drawer and closed it tight, before walking to the door. She twisted the knob and opened the door, seeing Maren standing there. Alone. With a gift box. She blinked, "What are you doing here?" "What do you mean?" Maren laughed awkwardly, "We are both like co–wives or something?" Anna shook her head, "Lord Xandros only has one wife and that is you, Lady Maren." She said blankly.

He stared hard at me, trying to see if I was just bluffing. "Do you really want to relinquish your position as the lady of the house and leave our children behind, Raelynn? You said you wanted us to grow old together when we got married back then." I stated flatly, "You also promised me that you would only love me in this lifetime, yet now you want to take Leah in as a sister. It might sound nice, but everyone knows that in your elite circle, a 'sister' is equivalent to a sister wife!"

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Lena is not a slave, and I need her to…” “Go” he cuts me off. “The woman would not be leaving.” “But…” “That’s final. Now leave Maria.” Walter roars with laughter along with the scantily dressed women perched on his laps. “Dear me! I’ve heard about the way you discipline the women in your household, but I didn’t think it extended to even your wife.” Cheeks burning in humiliation, I hurry out of the room with Walter’s maid before Sebastain can say something worse.