My Flirtacious Husband

After grabbing the device, Armand noticed that there was an ongoing video call on it.

“Mando, don’t you dare touch Genevieve! I forbid you from laying a finger on her!” shrieked Marilyn when she saw Armand over the call.

When the man stayed silent, Marilyn burst into tears before resorting to begging. “Please, Mando. Just listen to me, okay?”

Following that, Armand heard the panicked voice of Marilyn’s housekeeper. “W-What’s wrong, Mdm. Marilyn? Are you okay?”

The sounds coming from the other end of the line were enough to tell Armand the sheer chaos that had erupted there.

Still, Armand decided that it was none of his business. After ending the call, the man turned to Genevieve, who remained on the bed, and stared at her with his deep-set eyes. “Why were you on a video call with Marilyn?”

“She called me when you were taking your shower and refused to believe that we’re together,” explained Genevieve after sitting up on the bed and crossing her legs, pretending to be innocent. “She insisted that we do a video call.”

In response, Armand leaned in to place his hand on the back of Genevieve’s head and yanked the woman close.

Were you trying to put on a show for her?” Armand wanted to strangle Genevieve when he realized what she was doing

call, and I didn’t know

continued, “It sounded like something’s going on with Marilyn’s baby. Don’t you think you should

because he knew she was trying to change the subject. “Did you start acting ever

when you first married me. Is that not so?” questioned Genevieve rhetorically. “You’re only being nice to me because you need my blood, and I’m only doing my best to please you because I need you to help me get my revenge. Does that

world, never

finally met his

woman on the bed and bit her on

with Genevieve, though. With the woman’s lips between his teeth, Armand wanted nothing more than

spent countless hours in bed together, but Genevieve had never seen Armand like this before. Frightened, she pulled away from the man and accidentally

because of the pain, Armand forced himself onto her bleeding lips again and stopped

did I have to say those words? I could’ve

and ran his calloused fingers across the woman’s delicate skin. He could feel