Seducing the Playboy

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ul and passionate night together, filled with intimacy and desire. Even after having our baby, Viola still looked incredibly attractive with a perfect body and beautiful blue eyes. She had managed to maintain her figure and her beauty, despite the challenges of motherhood. We never argued with ea

and combed my hair, and then saw Viola in a sexy red dress, I suggested that we stay home and celebrate. I thought it would be better for us, given the intimate setting and the chance to focus solely on each other. Since Viola was five months pregnant, I ha

out a frustrated sigh and acted like a needy and horny person, saying, "Why? We finally have some alone time." I couldn't understand why she would turn down the chance to be intimate with me, especially given

oyfriend! It seemed like a strange and unexpected turn of events, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. It was ridiculous, but I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease and apprehension about the whole situation. I snapped out of my thoughts, remembering the secret one

rced a smile, saying, "Nothing. So, Portia is coming with her boyfriend?" I tried to sound casual and unaffected, but I could feel the tension in my voice and the unease in my heart. She smi

my buried emotions and unresolved feelings were suddenly bubbling to the surface. Viola blinked, confused, and asked, "Why do you look so mad? Do you hate my older sister?" Her question caught me off guard, and I stammered and quickly tried to clear up the confusion, saying, "No, honey, I didn't me

king forward to seeing her sister again. I pulled her back and wrapped my arms around her waist, trying to tempt her to stay and enjoy a passionate night instead of meeting strangers. I was somehow scared o

"Please, please. I want to meet my sister too. I haven't seen her in a year." Her words hit me like a slap in the face, and I felt a surge of anger and betrayal wash over me. "What! When was that? Why didn't you tell me? I though

e person I trusted most in the world. "Okay, let's go and get it over with. You've already ruined my night with that," I said, annoyed, and walked out of the room. Viola followed me and then pulled my arm to stop me in the kitchen. "Wait." She walked to the fridge and grabbed a strang

"I wanted to tell you it's a very strong mix, but I didn't get the chance." Her playful attitude only served to irritate me further, and I ran my fingers through my hair and huffed, "Okay, now you

rred and my inhibitions were lowered, but I still had enough sense to know that we needed to get going and meet up with Portia and her boyfriend. She straightened up and assumed a stern p

ng and innocent girl, and I liked that. It made me feel like she had never grown up, still sixteen years old or something. As much as I appreciated it, since I was into older women who were much sexier,

lar body. I stood at 6 feet tall, with tanned skin, long brown hair, and blue eyes with thick lashes. And let's not forget my big 10-inch... you know. Every woman chased me, every girl wanted to be with me. And I only wanted my wife. Until that damn night. The memories of that fateful encounter with Portia came flooding back to me, filling me with a sense of longing and regret that I couldn't quite shake. I knew that I had made a mistake, that I had betrayed my wife and my marr