Novel & Cerita You Slept With Mr Wilson

Chapter 91: Passion Melissa's POV My eyes fluttered open and I yawned, stretching slightly before I touched the space beside me, searching for my husband. But the spot was empty making me wonder when he left. I recollected our activity from earlier; me on all fours, Williams ramming into me mercilessly from behind, my scream and his groans and growls replayed in my ears again bringing a naughty smile to my lips. Williams and I had fallen asleep exhausted after rigorously draining every strength out of each other.

he repeatedly said throughout all my years of college. Here I am. Exactly how he wanted. I need to know about this Ciara— A knock interrupts my thought. "Mr. Rogers?" Jullian, my assistant, calls from outside. "Come in." He steps inside with a navy suit bag draped over one arm and three phones balanced in the other like they're permanent extensions of his body. He's wearing the same charcoal suit from yesterday, except now it's wrinkled around the elbows, and dark circles have settled beneath his eyes.

I wouldn't even mind giving up my plans to get revenge on Cole and Whitney if it meant that I would avoid enduring the humiliation and betrayal I endured because of Cole. I waited in his room for another half an hour, getting a little frustrated by the fact that he wasn't coming back. I was even more frustrated because I knew he was currently speaking to his lover, and it upset me so much that someone who was willing to take me on a honeymoon just to sleep with me actually had someone else that he was in love with and was only interested in playing around with me like a doll. After what felt like an eternity, Gavin finally entered his room. As expected, he didn't notice my presence in the ro

The day before my wedding, my friend sent me a link to a viral web app called 'A Conversation with Your Future Self.' Looking at my fiancee, Wilma Lambert, still asleep beside me, I decided to give it a try and sent a message. [Future me, I'm marrying the woman I've loved for seven years tomorrow. I'll definitely be happy after we get married, right?] The screen flickered, and a reply came almost instantly. [No. That's because your wife has already cheated on you. On your wedding night, she'll spend it with your best friend, Hank Gilbert.] The smile on my face vanished instantly. I frowned and instinctively argued back. [How is that possible? Apart from my parents, Wilma and Hank are t

Even if she had seen Joshua’s ghost, it wouldn’t change anything even if she told her husband, would it? Moreover, that was not the really important point right now.、 Mrs. Wilson gritted her teeth and said bitterly, “I just met Hazel. She’s dating another man!”

So handsome. That night I slept with Mr Rossi. I was carried away by his good looks and I allowed something I should not have, and it set off a disastrous chain of reactions.

"Mason's really something! He got Vanessa pregnant so fast. Not like that useless Beckett Cross. Seven years together and couldn't even give her a child." Hearing that, my heart turned cold. In all the years Vanessa and I were together, she never let me touch her. She said she wanted to wait until after marriage. Now, she already had a child with Mason. When Vanessa saw me, guilt flashed across her face for a moment. "Where have you been all this time? I was planning to spend our wedding night with you the next day, but I couldn't find you, so Mason took your place instead."

"How about we set up a hidden camera, too? They're definitely gonna meet again. It shouldn't be hard to catch something on tape." With how brazen they were, they would definitely meet again. People chasing thrills always think they won't get caught right in plain sight. We placed tiny hidden cameras in both my house and Scott's. It didn't take long. We collected more than enough footage of Colin and Natalie sneaking around, wrapped up in each other, careless and bold. Scott told Colin that he had slept with me. He said I had resisted at first, but my body had given in, and soon, I would be completely hooked.

He mostly made me wear skimpy outfits so he could ‘feed his eyes’ “The process for tonight is very simple. Once the party is over, you'll be directed to the designated bedroom. Your lingerie is on the bed so you can change. Now, are you sure you don't need anything? Considering that your husband requested Viagra for be sent to the room, you might need some snacks…” “Get out,” I cut her off, and she shut her mouth, nodded and walked out. I placed a hand on my chest like it could stop how fast my heart was beating. I felt my lunch coming back up. I bent over the sink just in time.

I couldn't take it anymore. "I-I'm sorry, honey…" I whimpered. With each breathless moan, Rowan gave in to the beast inside him. He lifted me higher and drove into me with savage force. The heat between us didn't fade until well past midnight. … By the time I woke the next morning, Rowan was gone. The sheets beside me were cold. Clearly, he had left hours ago. After that, I slipped into my pajamas. Yet, they couldn't hide the marks he had left the night before.