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Kenneth Domanco

I looked at her and scoff. This girl has gotten a lot of courage, huh? Normally, she would have shivered and wouldn't even dare look into my eyes. Now, she talks back anything without any sign of fear in her?

Well, I like that.

I stared at her again and that was when I realized that she's changed this night. Why am I just seeing this now? Fuck! She looks so beautiful and hot.

She's wearing a real black short gown that's just an inch above her thigh. Not only is the dress too short, but her cleavage is all showing, and she isn't even bothered about that. And her butt..., Shit! Why did she have to get a big sexy butt? Keeping all of that aside, why is the dress she's putting on a transparent one? Isn't she aware of the fact that she's married already and I'm her husband?

Okay, wait a minute, did I just say, husband? Did I just claim myself as her husband? When all I've ever done and installed in her is we're not one. We are only couples only in the eyes of the world.