His Second Wife by Favor V April

~Camila’s POV~

I didn’t get any reply after sending the address to him. I sighed and went upstairs to take a shower. After I was done cleaning up, I wiped my face and body with the fluffy towel in the bathroom before changing into my nightgown. On a normal day, I could have just worn my panties and bra, but Robin was bringing my son. The only person who gives me both happiness and brightness in my life. That boy, oh how I love him. My short, silky crimson nightwear sufficed for the night because it was a little too hot. I didn’t wear my panties since I was feeling suffocated. I went down to the cellar and grabbed a bottle of wine for myself. I switched on the television and began to watch as I sipped my wine while I waited for my smile keeper to arrive. After approximately 30 minutes of waiting, I heard the doorbell ring, and I jumped to my feet. Still clutching my wine glass with my nipples clenched hard as fuck.

The wine, I’m sure, is to blame. Through the silky nightwear I was wearing, I could see my nipples squinting and attempting to attract attention. And yes, I had no damn panties on, and I am horny as fuck. I wonder what Robin will think when he sees my peck tits.

Heck!

Urgh, Robin might not even notice shit. Now I’m convinced I am a little tipsy. I made my way to the front door and opened it, only to be welcomed by Chris, who was holding Liam with him. Liam was sound asleep.

“What are you doing here?”

“You said I must bring back your son, so here I am bringing him back.” His rough deep voice sounded in my ear. Even though his voice was always rough, it was still soothing to me. But today it’s more than just soothing. It’s the wine. The fucking wine.

“You said Robin was bringing him.” I voiced out.

with such ferocity I came within millimeters of smashing the

castle. This

“Follow me,” I instructed.

through all the effort of traveling here, since he already had people who were willing to kneel to him and go to any length to help him. A

“Daddy loves you.” My son answered out of nowhere when I

you, too, dad,” he

he fell asleep again. As I stood there, I couldn’t figure out what to make of it. However, I then waited for him to leave the room. When I looked up, he was readjusting his posture and caressing Liam’s hair back with his hand. The room was deafeningly quiet. He drew his gaze to mine with a dragging motion. I took a few steps away after blinking a couple of times. He might fucking notice I’m horny so I made my way to the living room and sat down to

turned the television back on and started watching only God knows what. My heart plummeted into the glass of wine in front of me. I’m trying

Pathetic!

time. How can

How pathetic

sank onto the couch as though I didn’t see him. He shouldn’t put himself in this position of having to deal with me. He shouldn’t have the audacity to ask me to accompany him; who the fuck does he think he is? After a few glasses of wine, I’m beginning to make some sense. I suppose it’s more accurate to say that I’m letting loose all of