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.”

Marcus tenderly stirred

it’s time to

by a pair of irresistibly sensuous lips. She leaned in and planted a kiss, then bashfully nestled into the

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

I fear my self-control

a deliberate pace as she dressed and

an efficiency that was nothing short of impressive, swiftly concluded his own preparations and approached Millie while she was in the

head out first to take a look at things.

was a barely

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

out, Mylo, the epitome of

but exclaim with a click of his tongue, “Tsk, do you even know what