~Christopher’s POV~

Slap!

Hell, I miss being slapped by my wife’s little hand.

“Wife? If anything, you and I are just a transition, just like business,” she scoffed. “I am not your wife.” Immediately after saying that, she tried to walk past me, but I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me. She refused to submit. She fixed her gaze on me as if she were fixated on something trivial.

“You appear to be pressed for time. Who are you meeting with? Does the man you are meeting know that you are married to me? Did you tell him?”

“What made you think that being married is a problem? Are you not sleeping around despite your marital status? Did you believe you could sleep around while I sat back and watched or wait for you, Mr. Grayston?”

I felt like strangling her when I stared at her, but she was too lovely to be strangled, too fucking sexy when she is all sassy. I stared at her and vowed that she would not leave and that I would remain her husband.

I placed my arms around her and smothered her with a kiss. She struggled but eventually succumbed. I am her husband, and she is my wife. She is not permitted to fuck around. I broke the kiss.

Slap!

top of her if anyone dared to open the door. She fought

kiss you. Now listen,” I grasped her face firmly, causing her lips to pout, “you’re going to put an end to your

wife, and I am not about to give up what is mine to some good-for-nothing lads. If

than just a kiss. Understood?” I said while pointing my index finger at her. I saw her nodding like a good submissive girl. “Now, you

~Camila’s POV~

you are going to fetch Liam and return home, or the next time we meet, you will not like what I will do

is the matter with this

I was going to. However, I was reminded that this bastard was a complete stranger to me. My title is merely that of a wife. I gathered my wits and restored my calm.

me. I screamed, but it did not affect him. All he did was smirk, I was wet down there. I had no idea what was happening. I was unable to make a

the office. Anyone can

to thrust into me. His other hand moved to my hair and snaked in, giving me a tingling sensation. I gave in and held on tight to him and I started to tremble uncontrollably. As I had a gigantic orgasm on top of the table and he removed his fingers and began licking them clean in front of me. I couldn’t recognize my own voice as an orgasm ripped through me. Why is he acting in this manner? I perched at the table, unsure of what to do or more precisely, what to say to him. What was he thinking when he decided to do this? Why does he feel the need to constantly make me feel something for him? Why is he

drew me into a bear embrace. I despise him for what he has done to me. He planted a

wife! Remember that each time you think of fucking

kiss and a moan escaped his lips. Which left

do you want from me? I am not interested in you. Please leave me alone. You cannot continue to abuse me in this way. Why are you toying with me, with my feelings? You should stop. I am not

be detrimental to my well-being. He seemed unconcerned with my teary eyes. He lifted my trembling legs and devoured everything that came out of me, his tongue lapping in my folds, then in my clit, I started trembling again. He held me in place till I screamed again as yet another orgasm ripped through me. All while looking me straight in the eyes. I was speechless. He seems to care, but him devouring my pussy like this is dangerous. He is confusing me, he calls me a child but confuses me each time we are together. What does he want from me? The

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