~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!

and I coerced her into another kiss. I slammed her against the door, suffocating her. I was going to land on top of her if anyone dared

slap me again, I’m going to kiss you. Now listen,” I grasped her face firmly, causing her lips to pout, “you’re going to put an end to your folly and return to your rightful

what is mine to some good-for-nothing lads. If I were not at the office, I could have shoved my fingers inside her to teach her a lesson. She

I saw her nodding like a good submissive girl. “Now, you are going to fetch Liam and return home or the next time we meet, you will not

~Camila’s POV~

fetch Liam and return home, or the next time we meet, you will

is the matter

an attempt to inhale. I wanted to tell him about the meeting 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. I just had

the hell…” He refused to let me continue. He grabbed me and pushed me up against the meeting table, then shoved his finger inside me. I screamed, but it did not affect him. All he did was smirk, I was wet down there.

scream out loud since we were in the office. Anyone can walk in. I tried to push him away but in less than a

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

fist into his chest, demanding answers. I’m not sure why I’m sobbing. He drew me into a bear embrace. I despise him for what

are fucking mine, Camille! You are my wife! Remember that each time you think of fucking a

into a kiss and a moan escaped his lips. Which left

continue to abuse me in this way. Why are you toying with me, with

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,

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