Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Delmor, tending to the sizzling chicken wings, declared, “The wings are ready. Someone should rouse our companions.”

As Mylo contemplated Marcus’s cautionary words, he shook his head, musing, “Perhaps we should savor the fruits of our labor ourselves.

I harbor no desire to be held captive by Marcus’s threats.”

The prospect of Barrett Group’s stock plummeting tomorrow didn’t sit well with him.

Sporting a grin, Delmor set aside his grilling implements and rapped on the cabin door.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Time to rise and shine. The feast is cooked to perfection.”

stirred the woman cradled

time to

by a pair of irresistibly sensuous lips. She leaned in and planted a kiss,

the midst of his disbelief, Marcus closed the distance to Millie with a threatening edge

recline, I fear my self-control may slip and an uncontrollable desire

with a deliberate pace as she dressed and tended to her

concluded his own preparations and

at things. Join me

response was a barely

self-consciousness washed over Millie. Sleeping past noon was a luxury that a traditional

the epitome of

his tongue, “Tsk, do you even know what time