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.”

Delmor’s call, Marcus tenderly stirred the woman

it’s time

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

of his disbelief, Marcus closed the distance to Millie

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

pace as she dressed and tended

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

look at things. Join me when you’re ready,” he informed

response was a

Sleeping past noon was

ventured out, Mylo, the epitome of disdainful intent, happened to stroll

a click of his tongue, “Tsk, do you even know what time