Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

“Honey, please forgive me. I truly won’t do it again. Are you feeling tired? Let me give you a massage, alright?” Millie pleaded in a soft voice, hoping to appease him.

Marcus withdrew his hand from her buttocks, then encircled her waist with his arm, drawing her closer into his embrace.

“No.”

“Dearest, what is your desire?”

Millie nestled against the strength of Marcus’s chest, her countenance veiled. If retribution was what he sought, then let it be, but why adorn his actions with such touches?

Did he long to meld her into his form with his formidable might? He exploited his dominance to torment her.

“I possess the liberty to act as I please.”

for the soul, yet beneath their surface lay an

persuasion, articulated her rationale, a

stance mustn’t be so intransigent. My

was once a gleeful jest, in the throes

a smile on his lips, whispered into Millie’s ear. His warm and evocative breath brushed her ear, sending a shiver

Marcus’s device stirred to life

Angela’s Library

“What’s up?”

tone wore a semblance of displeasure. Just as he finally secured a stolen

his hold on Millie’s waist, opting

before him. The voice on the opposite end belonged to

Marcus knitted his brows, a fleeting glance cast in Millie’s direction. He motioned towards