My Husband Called Her Late-night Flirty Pic A Mistake

Jack of cheating on me. Having him with another

. He wasn't the type to cheat. Maybe th

th my own eyes. How could t

om was

hand. "Even if he cheated, you can't punish yourself by getting drunk. What are you go

g of sorrow. "Don't think of it now. You need to rest. When you're th

e more. "No. I don'

relive the disgusting images of Jack's

id not pressure me. "I'll ar

to the hotel entrance. "Do you abso

"No, you go rest.

e room card and we

I was inside the hotel safely. She was unaware of the fact that I

swiped my card, and the el

pened soon

the carpet. I leaned against the wall, massaging

tting to me, and

nto the door. When there was no beep, I glared and was a

ld budge, a big hand yank

ainst the door, a male's warm mouth in my ear, causing chills to rush through me. The sce

what was happen

imp, almost inviting as I shoved against his chest. Lyon's hands stroked

t he easily caught my wrists

mph! Le

and laughed. "No nee

ressure making me shiver. His warmth dissipat

uckling my clothes, my mouth dry, my last shre

strength I possessed to push him, but

ead around. I tried to get up, but Lyon pinned me down. The

e my hairs stand up on end. I shoved back against his

wrong room. Please let me go.

e was impatient, i

light came on suddenly. I had accidentally knocked over the t

ise. He was taken aback to fin

r sobered me immediately. I couldn't believe it-the ma

le L

arie Thorne, indulged by them and renowned for his mercurial, cold nature. Even strang

is eyes glacial, as he considered w

, darkening. He turned around, standing

im where I shouldn't, and my f

face, his face became even mor

arrassment as I quickly dresse

he room number and knew my mistake-

band's uncle. The realization worsened my headache. I shoul

rown on his face. "Delete all of the surveillanc

e messy bed and sheets and picked up

with his nephew's wi