His Second Wife by Favor V April

What was that? What on earth was I thinking? Did I really do something like that with that man whore? Camila, are you out of your mind? He will simply strip you of your innocence and abandon you. My hands raced to my face to conceal a scream.

~Christopher’s POV~

How could she have shaken my universe and leaped in that way? Could she possibly be a virgin… My eyes widened. However, she was spotted in a swinger club. How is that even possible? No, she is far too sophisticated. She cannot be a virgin. That is inconceivable.

My mumbling remained difficult.

Fuck! Camille.

I rubbed my chin, I needed a release, there is no fucking way I’m sleeping like this. Fuck, this chick was talented in every way. Her kisses and lips wrapped around my… Fuck! Tomorrow she’ll be 22, but she isn’t talking about her birthday. That is unusual for a female. Women revere their birthdays, but Camille does not. I’m beginning to believe she has no idea tomorrow is her birthday. Of course, assuming the date on our marriage certificate is accurate, I exited the study and went into the room to discover her already asleep. I crawled to my bed and encircled her in my arms. The next morning, we awoke to Liam singing Happy Birthday to his mother while holding a cake that I believe Mary helped him with making the cake. I noticed my petite wife wiping away a tear. To be sure, it appears as though Liam has truly stolen her heart. Today, I was not going to work. I wanted to spend time with her because it was her birthday. Everything had been discussed with my helpers, and they agreed to assist. They were all

day. To be honest, she’s the

man like me, the press will always follow me wherever I go. This is exactly what my wife

all incapable of sucking. Fuck, Camille is infiltrating my life at a rate that even I can’t keep up with… However, no one is concerned about her youth. Is it just me who has a problem with our age difference? I swear I love her, yet I am unable to own her. I despise seeing her sad. To everyone else, she is more like a mother than an employer. I love my wife and it would break my heart to see her with

I would murder anyone who dares to touch what’s mine. What is mine is untouchable, no one touches what belongs

the girls would arrive shortly. I

Fuck!

I would look like a fool chasing her up and down. Camille without sweatpants is fire and ice at the same time. I’m just hoping they didn’t forget the blindfold. As a good spouse should, I waited outside the building for her. She came down