The Wife (Book 1 - Women Series)
The story of Adrianna.
Best to read in order as each book follows the story of a different woman but with characters crossing as well as following a specific timeline of events.
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My mind tries to come back to reality but the only thing that I'm able to think right now is that even through the little time that I have came to know her, I can see fucking red flashing light surrounding her that warns me of the danger that she is, but I'm not pretty sure if I will be following these warnings as I never met someone like her, and I know that my curiosity will take the best of me.
She is confident and so damn attractive.
She is solitary but also chatty and full of mischief.
She is a foxy woman, flirty and perfectly beautiful.
She is a fucking damn wild fox...
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"You think I'm a defenseless little woman?" She keeps telling me, her voice low while her face is getting closer and I automatically bend my head in her direction but no words making their way out of my mouth, still too stunt by current events.
Then I feel her hands descending my torso, questioning myself when did she actually removed her elbow and became so close that I could feel her breath on me.
"This is all your fault, you are the one driving me to do crazy things, Foxy." I tell her, wrapping my big hands around her tiny waist, unable to hold my frantic hands as I need it, her own touch burning me, and her simple presence has me eating on the palm of her hand.
"Well you should stay away then, my love." She says to me with her tempting voice, while getting so much closer that I feel the heat of her body on mine, and I observe as she wraps both of her hands in my black curls and pulls slightly, the movement extracts a wolfy groan from me as I look into her eyes that are crazy with desire, surely the same as mine right now.
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This story contains sexual and abusive scenes, as well as mature subjects.
18+
