"You think I don't know what you're doing?" Phoebe's voice was low and venomous as she stood in front of him, her eyes burning with unspoken rage. Barrett's jaw tightened. "Phoebe, I-" "Don't lie to me. You never loved me. You were just another pawn in your family's game," she spat, her heart shattering all over again. After years of fighting for love and against betrayal, Phoebe Jones walked away from the wreckage of her broken marriage. Barret Wallace, the man who had turned their five-year relationship into dust to protect his inheritance, never thought he'd see her again. But fate had other plans. Now, as he settles into a new life, Barret discovers the unthinkable-his ex-wife is his next-door neighbor. The chemistry between them is undeniable, but so is the toxic past that threatens to destroy whatever's left of them.
Chapter 1
Phoebe's pov
Walking into the bedroom, I smile to see Barrett lying in bed reading, because after the long day I've had, I need him.
"Hey," he says with a smile as he puts his book on the nightstand. It's strange how he had returned from work so quickly.
I sat down beside him and sigh. "Rough day?" I asked. "Kind of." he said exhaling heavily
"I have an idea that might relax you," I said with a devious grin.
"You definitely have a few things that would relax me, Phoebe, but what did you have in mind?"
"Lie down," I whispered, removing the duvet cover from his body.
He remained silent as he complied, lying on the bed with his arms stretched out on the mattress, signaling a kind of surrender. I hope he finds the right mood; I wouldn't want to make things worse, but I believe it will turn out well.
I let my hands glide over his chest down to his belt, pulling on the leather and skillfully unbuckling it. I'm definitely excited about what's to come, and playing this role feels incredibly satisfying. My body craves my dear husband; it's been too long since we were intimate. He's been making excuses for the last two weeks, but today, he didn't refuse, even though I was the one dropping hints.
I slowly unzipped his pants, and my slender fingers slipped inside his boxers, wrapping around his hard cock. His eyebrows shot up, and a smile broke across his face. Wow! He's enjoying this.
"You like how that feels, right?" I asked, noticing the questionable look on his face.
"I know we're married, but I want you all to myself." I said with a casual shrug. Even though I'm not the best at this, I felt compelled to try, especially since I noticed he's been staying out late and avoiding me. Guess who's been indulging in adult videos? That would be me.
Guess who's been indulging in adult videos? That would be me.
I'm not comfortable thinking about the possibility of my husband being unfaithful. "If you want to pleasure me, Phoebe, I'm open to the idea because I've been wanting it." He mentioned it to me, but my desire was driven by my own cravings, inspired by those captivating styles I've seen in videos.
I anxiously licked my lips and moved down the bed until my mouth was just a few inches from him. I quickly extended my tongue to taste the precum, which was incredibly satisfying. I had been yearning for moments like this. With one hand, I held the base of his shaft and used my tongue to explore from the root to the tip, swirling it over the crown, sending waves of pleasure through him.
"You're amazing at this, Phoebe. Don't tell me you've been practicing or cheating on me. Who gave you those naughty tips?" he grunted. I chose to ignore his teasing question as I cupped his balls with my other hand.
"Barrett, can you just be quiet and stop with the questions?" I muttered under my breath, applying just enough pressure to his balls to make his eyes roll back. I could sense his thoughts; it was clear he believed I learned all these skills just to please him.
The truth is, I was watching those videos to keep him interested because I realized his family business took precedence over me. I even overheard his conversation with his father last week, where he chose his family over our relationship. Honestly, we haven't been intimate in over two months. He's been avoiding me, leaving only rough kisses and those warm morning pecks.
He groaned in pleasure, breathing heavily as if he were in control. I can't figure out how to hold onto my crumbling home; I need to preserve the joy I feel. Barrett was starting to drift away, and all I had that men desire was intimacy.
"You're going to make me finish soon," he growled. "This time, go harder. Take me deep, I want to release in your mouth; you're just incredible. I love you, Phoebe."
I glanced up at him, my long lashes fluttering as I tried to absorb his words. Please don't let those sweet sentiments be just because my mouth is on him. Oh my goodness! But he is my husband, and I just hope he doesn't say anything irritating while I'm enjoying every moment of this.
"I'm going to release myself in your throat, and you'll swallow it. You'll enjoy it, so don't worry."
I mumbled as I ran my tongue over his skin, gently tugging at his balls. I felt so drained that I quickly pulled away. His release hit my face, feeling like a punch to my throat-so unpleasant. I watched him get up and walk to the wardrobe, but I was too exhausted to keep my eyes on him.
"How was it?" I asked, trying to catch my breath.
"I'll give you a ten for it," he replied, and suddenly I felt something land on my thighs; he had thrown a file at me.
"I need a divorce," he said while adjusting his zipper.
"A divorce? After all that pleasure? You must be joking," I said, my heart racing with disbelief. I couldn't fathom it; he had to be out of his mind.
Sex was just a routine part of marriage, but he insisted on a divorce. "Sign the damn papers, Phoebe."
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Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
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Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
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