~Christopher’s POV~

I was in my study, trying to figure out how Tina ended up in my bed. I just have one rule; never screw anybody except prostitutes.

How on earth did I end up with that woman?

I am really appalled. Models and celebs irritate me. They’re clinging, and I’m not a fan of clinginess. I told that scumbag woman I was married, yet she decided to oppose me. I couldn’t help but laugh at my foolishness.

Now my little wife is threatening me. This is going to be fascinating. No matter how inebriated I am, I always remember how I took a female to my bed.

Why can’t I recall anything about the woman with the fake breasts?

What does my wife mean when she says, ‘she would fire back a million times?’

While I was contemplating, my study door burst open. Nobody walks into my office without knocking. My eyes jerked shut, and I turned to face the person who had dared to open my study in such a way. It was Robin. He seemed to have seen a ghost.

“Sir, the… the… the… the…” He combed his hair back with his hand and stared at me, terrified.

“Speak!” I barked.

“The man you hired to follow Madam around just reported that he spotted Madam, uh.”

I gave him a haughty stare.

inside a swingers’ club.” He muttered this

“What!”

from my chair and wandered about

that

the man and tell him not to lose

~Camila’s POV~

door behind me. The room was predominantly red, and everything that wasn’t red was either black or white. I sat on the luxurious couch, waiting for whomever they assigned for me. A leggy blonde in transparent lingerie entered the room a short time later. She grinned as she glanced at me. I didn’t respond, with a grin. I wasn’t here to put on a radiant face.

looking

Amelia.” I looked at her and evaluated her. She wasn’t too awful. I set my bag down and

here to fuck you. I know you were expecting me to fuck, but that’s

stroll in at any moment. I’d want you to suck

“I’m here to learn.”

back onto the couch. Amelia cocked her head to the side and looked at me. She sat on the bed across from me

I’m not sure whether I’ll enjoy this.” I didn’t grin when I glanced

a lesson, and you’re going to be helping me teach him a lesson.” She glanced at me. She flung her head

this club, the club is designed to fuck. Are you sure you want me to suck and fuck your husband?” I

you want to fuck him? Unfortunately, you are not

door before turning and saying, “In this club, we fuck. I

pay someone else the

and they’ll dance to whatever you want. If I’m going to make this work, I don’t need neurotic tendencies or a friend who is too devoted to me. Her brows

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