~Christopher’s POV~I can no longer deny the chemistry that exists between my wife and me. It’s just too obvious. Although she may give the impression that she doesn’t care, I take great pleasure in the impact that I have on her. I could feel her body quivering as I kissed her cheeks, which was very cute to witness. I could tell by the way her body responded to my touch how weak she had become. Since I am being completely honest, I know that I shouldn’t be seen with her; yet, at the moment, my wife is a target for a number of different things. I entered the launch with her, and once we were inside, Luke, her assistant, approached her with a glass of champagne and congratulated her. The venue was packed to capacity, and I couldn’t be more pleased with how well she did. She is still young but already possesses a lot of wisdom. I searched around for my Grandfather when my eyes landed on him. I stared at him for some time and the old man smirked. I walked up to him and found a seat near h

~Christopher’s POV~Luke has to be mistaken. No way! There is no way that my best friend has been fooling me all this time, I mean all these fucking years. I know Mark has been up to no good but he wouldn’t do that to me. What the fuck is happening? Why would I listen to that guy? Claudia’s real name is Carman Cooper. What the fuck is going on? I feel like crying. Today is my wife’s launch. I was supposed to celebrate with her, but then I received shocking news. What does the Cooper family want from us? I suddenly feel a headache with a lot of hatred in my heart. This better is wrong information because I will fucking kill Mark Cooper. How can he do this to me? We have been friends since we were kids. Why did he send his sister to ruin my life? I suddenly feel like a lump blocking my lungs. I went inside, knowing full well that I was no longer myself, and that if anyone dared me, I would pounce on them, I will kill someone today. Right now, I need something that can make me smile, som

~Christopher’s POV~I decided to head back to our home rather than drive to her place because my house was where everything had started. Where she can see the reason why no woman has ever moved me. Where she can see, behind the mask, I make people see. Why I’ve been fucking everything that moves? I made people believe it was because of my ex-wife’s betrayal, but the truth is, part of it was. I wanted to forget everything about my lifestyle by marrying her. But did I really? No, I didn’t. I was looking for that one person who would fit my lifestyle, but I couldn’t find one. My wife does, I think. Even though she is always head-to-toe with me, she might not mind.“Is this your place?” She was the one who finally broke the silence between us.“It is, indeed,” I said as I opened and rushed to her side to open the door for her. “Shall we?” I asked as I extended my hand to her to take it as we walked in.“Sure.”We walked inside holding hands. I opened the front door and led her in. She loo

~Christopher’s POV~“Three!” Another tear rolled down her cheek.“Nope, princess, we are still on two.” I barked at her and spanked her slutty ass once more. She whimpered, and then I walked over to look at her face as she continued to whimper while her lips were parted in a moaning motion. Her back was arched on the cross. My little Christ. She was fucking amazing. I strolled over to check on her and see what kind of impact I was having on her. I stood in front of her and she arched back again, pushing her breasts up. I wanted to lean over and take a nipple between my teeth.Fuck!I’d like to fuck her tits. Maybe I will. Heck no, maybe I will. My gaze was drawn all the way to her treasure.Oh, my God! Her body is enticing. My thumb traces her thighs and swats her ass once more, and she gasps, jerking my dick to attention. My hand skated back to her thighs from behind and released the strap, landing exactly where the first two had. She screamed.“Three!”“Good girl.” I expected her to

~Christopher’s POV~When I finally did manage to open my eyes, it was still the wee hours of the morning. I wrapped Camille’s arms around me as usual, and idly played with her hair, thinking about what had happened the night before. I was certain I wasn’t hallucinating. To my surprise, I wasn’t; Camille, my perfect sub, was still in bed with me, where she belonged.What am I going to do with Mark Cooper?Because I was at a loss for what to make of what I saw the day before, at my wife’s launch, these thoughts have been keeping me awake all night. I don’t know how to process what I saw. But one thing is certain: I must find Luke. In the meantime, I reach for my phone on my nightstand to search for anything. I’m just looking for any loopholes. Why was I so blind all this time? Has he always had feelings for my wife, or did they develop more recently? The guy fucking sent his sister after me to ruin me. Was Liam part of the plan?My mind was racing as I tried to piece together the puzzle