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 in

time

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

his disbelief, Marcus closed the distance to Millie with

I fear my self-control may slip and an

moving with a deliberate pace

Marcus, displaying an efficiency that was nothing short of impressive, swiftly concluded his own preparations and approached Millie while

out first to take a look at things. Join me when

was a barely audible

emerging from the room, a hint of self-consciousness washed over Millie. Sleeping past noon was

out, Mylo, the epitome of

of his tongue, “Tsk, do you