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He added, and Wife nervously gulped at her Husband's intense stare. Andreas shifted over the Wife so that he was hovering over her. The girl had eye make up done, which was miraculously still in place. The creature beneath the Husband was ethereal. " You know how extremely fuckable you are looking right now?" Andreas whispered in the Wife's ear, making her shiver. Husband nibbled her ears, making the Wife moan. " I want to wreck you so bad." The wife was moaning mess beneath him. " You should always be placed in the harness. They are made just for you." Andreas whispered again before intertwining his hands with the Wife and placing it on either side of her mate's head.

At least, that other woman decided to be Wolfram’s wife. When she said so, however, Yuri eyed her. Janelle felt how her entire rattled from the single gaze. Yuri sure knew how to terrify people, even if he kept on smiling. “Ms. Strauss, you are not a stranger to us anymore. Why? Do you think Xander is still going to let you go?” Xander hissed, adjusting his chair to cover Janelle with his body. “Hey, fuck off my grass, Yuri. If you want to play with Zenon and that woman, play with them alone. Leave my baby out of this.”

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”

Her hand reached for my arm, her tone too flirty. I caught her wrist firmly, not aggressive, just enough to halt her. “Don’t do that,” I said flatly. “I have a wife. If you don’t know.” Her face twisted slightly, a smug smirk creeping in. “The wife you don’t love?” she said, voice laced with venomous curiosity. “Everyone knows that story, Mr. Williams. Why pretend now?” I don’t know what snapped. But something did. I grabbed her wrist again, harder this time, dragging her just a step closer.

I've ever seen," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. She elbowed him lightly. "That's not helping." "Fine." He turned her gently to face him, his expression suddenly serious. "You're terrifying. A goddess of vengeance. The most dangerous woman in New York." His lips quirked into a smile. "And you could still take me in a fight, which is incredibly hot." Rachel snorted, but couldn't suppress the smile tugging at her lips. "You're ridiculous." "And yet, you married me. Twice." He wiggled his eyebrows. "I call that obsession." "Temporary insanity," she shot back. "The doctor said it'll pass." Nathan gasped dramatically, clutching his chest as he collapsed onto the couch.

the woman asked, noticing that Jared seemed to be really concerned about the woman sitting in front of him. 'I've been around Jared quite frequently for the past five years, but never have I seen another woman like her around him, let alone one whom he would display so much affection to. This is interesting,' the woman thought. "My wife," Jared coldly replied. "You're married? How was I not aware of that?" she asked, her startled voice becoming louder. In response, Jared frowned, and a hint of irritation crossed his eyes. "Just do your job properly. There's no need for you to poke your nose into my personal affairs."

“You should have thought about that before accepting to be my wife. I actually don't know why I'm having this conversation with you.” “Then it's futile.” “Yes, you're coming with me because you're my wife!” He snapped. “I'm only your wife by title, maybe I should remind you of that.” It was after she spoke she realized everything, she didn't understand what came over her but she apparently knew she was infuriated by his guts. Perhaps it was because of the stress. She wasn't sure. “For that alone you have no right to go against my words. Do you understand?” Charlene gazed intently into his eyes, she didn't know if she was to say another word or kept silent. “Good.”

James commanded. "I am sorry, but I can't come over to your room right now" she replied. "And why not"? He asked "I have an emergency, My son broke his ankle this morning, and I am taking him to the hospital." She replied. "I don't care what happened to your son, all I need is to see you in my room right now" James retorted with fury. "And I don't care about your damme feelings, I will take care of my son first.", Catherine yelled back. She too was getting tired of his troubles.

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

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.