"Hello," Martin approached Evelyn's table with a smile. "Hi," she greeted with a faint smile. "I'm Jake," Martin introduced himself, extending his hand for a handshake. "Eve," she responded curtly, opting not to shake his hand. Martin retracted his outstretched hand. The waiter arrived with Evelyn's order, and she paid using cash she had received from Michael. "So, I assume you're one of those hot, single, wealthy women in their fifties, right? Well, I happen to be hot, rich, and single myself," he said playfully, winking at her. Evelyn let out a chuckle, finding his comment amusing. "What are you getting at?" She asked. "Let's hook up. Let's get together," Martin smiled at her. "I am actually married," she replied. "But definitely not happily married. You know, at some point in a marriage, the spark fades, and the couple starts seeing each other as mere housemates. The husband seeks solace in the arms of younger women, while the wife is fully aware of his affairs but rem

Slowly, he rolled the dress up her body, his palms gliding gently over her bare skin. Her gaze quivered, overwhelmed by the sensation of his caressing touch. Sitting up, she allowed him to unclasp the dress from her neck, grateful for its sleeveless and free design that made it effortless to remove. With a graceful toss, he discarded it onto the floor, leaving her completely bare before him. "Ready?" he asked, his voice filled with tenderness and she simply nodded in response. In one fluid motion, he swept her into his arms, effortlessly lifting her weight as if she were weightless. She instinctively wrapped her hands around his neck, finding comfort and security in his touch. Together, they entered the bathroom, where a warm bath awaited them in the inviting bathtub. With utmost care, he lowered her into the soothing waters, watching as she sank deeper, a blissful sigh escaping her lips. Kneeling by the tub, he watched her and his eyes were filled with adoration. A gentle smile

It had been days since Martin and Adrienne had exchanged a word. Martin had retreated to the solitude of his study, while Adrienne had secluded herself in her room, indulging in binge-watching her favorite TV shows.One evening, after completing her usual routine of showering and eating dinner, Adrienne felt an unexpected urge to venture outside. Looking around, she noticed the darkness setting in, and with no one in sight, she decided to make her way outdoors.Adrienne couldn't shake off a hint of trepidation as she stepped beyond the gate. The absence of the security personnel intrigued her, though she still moved as silently as possible. Gradually, she opened the smaller gate, avoiding its creaking hinges, and stepped into the night.It was her first time venturing beyond the mansion's confines, and as she walked down the road, she couldn't deny a sense of apprehension. Wearing a simple dress and comfortable flats, she repeated to herself, "I'm not running away; I'm just going for

Adrienne knocked lightly on Martin's study door, the sound echoing through the room before she timidly let herself in."Hey," she greeted him, a hint of sadness in her voice."Hey beautiful," Martin looked up from his desk and offered her a warm smile, causing a faint blush to appear on her cheeks.Adrienne stood by the window, gazing outside at the sprawling mansion before them. Her fingers gently traced the outline of the glass, as if memorizing every detail."I am definitely going to miss this house," she murmured softly.Martin rose from his seat and approached her from behind, his arms encircling her in a tender embrace. Leaning down, he pressed a gentle kiss to her hair."And I'm gonna miss you," he admitted, his voice filled with both longing and regret.Adrienne turned to face him, her eyes filled with affection. She reached out, her thumb stroking his hands lovingly."I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice betraying her nervousness.Martin's throat tightened with emotion, his g

Anabelle and Linc descended the stairs together and joined the rest of the family in the living room."I needed to collect something from Linc, that's why I was in his room," Anabelle fibbed, feeling the weight of their stares."Hmm. Something like a kiss or a dick?" Renee interjected with a mischievous smile."Renee, watch your language," Evelyn cautioned, giving her daughter a disapproving look."Whatever. They were in the middle of a make-out session when I walked in to call them," Renee said, her tone defiant."Damn it!" Linc muttered under his breath, frustration gripping him."Making out? That's absolutely false! I'm married to Ryan, have some decency," Anabelle defended herself."Yeah, as if I'd have a romantic relationship with her," Linc chimed in."Enough from both of you!" Michael's stern voice demanded their attention."Don't think we're oblivious to your little affair. Keep playing games with that jerk, Annabelle," Ryan sneered."We're all aware of what's going on between