~Christopher’s POV~

This is going to be the most difficult night of my life. I brought her here for a reason. Camille genuinely desires me, yet I am unable to provide her with what she desires at the moment. Why did I dare to enter these bed sheets naked? There is no way one of us will not cross the line. Camille is inebriated, and I would be the worst husband in the world if I did anything with her right now. Meanwhile rejecting her would only serve to demonstrate to her that I still perceive her as a young girl. I’m going to have to think quickly before she leaps on top of me. She seemed to be hell-bent on forcing us to work. However, this is not the right time. She turned and gazed deeply into my eyes as if she wished to understand me. We haven’t even gotten to know each other since we got married. I am the worst husband imaginable. She then leaned closer. Daring me not to look away, she moved way too close that I could feel her breath and pressed her lips on mine.

Fuck!

I’m not sure how I’m going to reject her without saying anything. I have no desire to make her feel rejected. With her determination, if I don’t act, she may fuck me herself. Maybe I should dry hump her.

Think Chris, think. You know that having sex with her today means that you will lose her completely tomorrow. I love my wife and I want us to work, but not like this. Think dang it!

My nude body was crushed against her, and I kissed her back. She threw herself on top of me. I know where this is going. Shit! I’m in a pickle. I was afraid that if I let her dominate me, I’d lose my mind. Not that I have anything against what she is doing. I have to stop and consider before she goes too far.

Fuck! Why does it have to be so delectable? I could have consummated our marriage had it not been for what is happening now. However, not now.

Chris, think with your head, not your dick. If you fuck her now, you could lose her for good.

“Ouch!” I yelled and she leaped from me.

“Are you alright?” She asked.

“No, I think I have a stomachache.”

restroom, oblivious to the fact that my dick was on display. She has, after all, seen it, and she calls it

feel unwanted. I paced up and down but I had no plan, I know my wife when she wants something, she must get it. I sighed, knowing full well that Camila would be asleep when I emerged from the bathroom, I mean she’s drunk so she

it as an opportunity and changed into sweatpants and crawled

I want to make things right with you. I want us to work. You, me, and our son.” I whispered those words to her and kissed her soft lips once more when she was deep

me. At this point, I trust no one, with the exception of

honestly didn’t expect you to show up, old

Which prompted my visit, and everything made sense

have been through a lot together, and I cannot divorce her for no reason. I am trying to make things

Camila isn’t going to

something, Grandpa? I’m desperate for things to

attend your wedding, did I? Perhaps this is an opportunity for me to attend your actual wedding, not the one you had with her. She

her for the rest of my life?

Camila is not going to read it. Her son is the only thing that matters to her. She will sign it without even looking at

love my wife! This isn’t going

have shown such

the divorce papers in my direction. My

“Grandpa, why did you…”

I can trust her with it. Even if Camila finds out what she had signed, she won’t act stupid like you. That young woman wants her family, and she is willing to fight for you. She deserves better anyways. When she noticed what she had signed, things would be even better. Even so, she would await both of our explanations. She will suffer as a result

have such faith in someone who has only recently

wives of all of your brothers are lusting for power. We’ll discuss the next step tomorrow. I am leaving. Call your driver and have him escort me out before anyone

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