Devil's Atonement

Devil's Atonement

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At first she couldn't believe what she just heard but then it was all clear what was happening and she couldn't stop her tears but no she was not going to cry for this horrid man. She walked up to the man who she loved with all her heart and slapped him right across his face, "Why did you do this to me? What did I do to deserve this?" she asked holding his collar. He simply laughed at her, now that his cover was blown there was no need to pretend. He held her hands and jerked them off his collar roughly "You really thought I loved you?" How naive, but I will not lie I really loved your body the way it felt around me" He whispered in her ear touching her side sensually, eyeing her with lust and she couldn't do anything but cry at her rotten fate. It is story of Revenge, Redemption and Love.
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He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

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