NEXT MORNING
PRIYA POV:
Fuck! Why does my head feel like shit!
Where the fuck am I?
Then all the memories seem to rush in me.
Abhimanyu.....
Kiss.....
Room...
Sex...
Fuck! fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck......
But wait a minute, no one's there by my side. Where is he?
And that was when I noticed the noise of someone showering in the bathroom.
Taking that as a sign I ran for my clothes feeling the pain in my lower abdomen.
As soon as I wore my boots, I heard the shower go off. In fear of getting caught in an awkward conversation, I ran. I mean it's not every day you sleep with your frenemy's wife, your soon-to-be ex-wife.
But before I could open the damn door, my not-so-loving husband took hold of my waist and spun me around with him facing me only in boxers and wet hair coming on his face.
Fuck! He smells just like 4 years ago! Charcoal, Avocado, and Sandalwood. No wonder those sluts clinging to him like snakes to sandalwood.
Now the biggest question.
How the fuck do I get out of here?
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A small one lol.....
Sorry was a little confused about choosing the right stream lol.....
I will try to double update soon :)
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Obsessed with my Rejected Wife
Romance"I fucking love you Priya" he shouted. "I'm get...ting m..arrie.d, a..bhi", I stammered. "Exactly baby but not with that asshole" he said huskily near my ear. Suddenly room was filled with hundred of his men who were all set with weapons. ...
