She's still holding to their promise that they'll love each other until eternity. Can she keep that promise and stay loyal to him or indulge herself to fall for someone else?

It hurts the most when the person that made you feel special yesterday can make you feel unwanted today.

WARNING: This story is not suitable for young readers. If you are below 18 years old, please don't proceed with the Prologue because this story contains explicit words that are not suitable for you guys. Thank you.

Dmitri Montreal ~ Eliza Lopez Highest Ranking: #2 in General Fiction Feb. 09, 2017 - #17 in General Fiction. Feb. 10, 2017 - #16 in General Fiction Feb. 11, 2017 - #8 in General Fiction Feb. 13, 2017 - #5 in General Fiction Awards: Wattys 2015 Instant Addiction Wattys 2015 TNT Ka-Tropa Favorite Award

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

He hissed as the alcohol touched his bleeding wound and he grabbed my hand. His touch ignited a flame and I knew that later I might have to treat myself for burns. "I'm sorry, did that hurt?" I asked, softly. I tried to calm my breathing as I did so, he was so close. The years that I spent staying away from his kind weren't paying off. "No," He retorted sarcastically, still holding onto my hand. "I hissed because I'm a snake. Of course that hurt, pumpkin." His comment awakened several buried memories, but I ignored them and continued to work on his wound. "Could you please let go of my hand now?" I muttered. He smirked and shook his head. "Do I scare you?" he asked, completely ignoring my question. Even though he did scare me, he scared me completely biscuit-less, I rose my head up and shook my light brown waves. "Absolutely, not." ************************ Gemma Reynolds is an an overworked nurse and probably one of the most innocent and pure people you will ever meet. Her life consists of a simple and constant routine, wake up early, workout, go to work, eat , sleep and listen to her mother criticize her about not having a boyfriend or husband. She has always been hidden in the shadows and even in high school she preferred to stay away from anyone living or breathing, especially Mr. Wyatt Evans. When Wyatt comes into the hospital battered, bruised and bleeding, one night, Gemma is to take care of him. Through several long nights at the hospital, dangerous hide outs and intricate explanations, Gemma figures out that there is more to life than her simple routine and maybe nursing the bad boy isn't as bad as it seems.

My heart hammered against my chest as I stood there exhausted from all of the stress, and all of the bullshit that has happened in the past year. It's been non-stop since Gale has been in his coma, and I have learned much more than I thought. And much more than I wanted. I was too lost in thought to realize that a fist came across my face making me fall to the floor with a groan. I moved and was on my feet , glaring at my trainer. "Stop thinking Red. It'll get you killed. Now, I didn't say we were finished so lets go. You eat when we're done." He snapped making me position myself in the correct stance, and I saw an opening so I took it only to have him slam me against the mats. "Let's go Red, where is your head right now?!" I heard my boys say angrily. I went to pick myself up when I was put in a choke hold. I took a struggled breath, then turned, slammed my trainer on the mat, then moved and had his arm bent, his neck between my legs choking him while anger coursed through me like THAT night. That exact night Rodger Fuentes put my Gale Steele in a coma for a year. The same night I killed many men because he took something, the only thing I cared for. Sure he's gotten better, very slowly, but that anger and fire is still there. Who ever sent Fuentes, has signed their own death papers. And soon, I will be coming for them. There is no more innocent Sophia...she's gone. That night made me realize two things. 1) I love Gale Steele. 2) I am willing to do what it takes to protect what I love. Even if it means growing up. (This is the second book in the Adopted to Daddies series and you have to read the first to understand this one. Those of you who followed over from the second book, have fun. And those who didn't, go back to start (#1))

Sequel to the story of Adam Jacob Castrences and Arkisha Aragon, Ex with Benefits.