The Panties Scandal:Crazy Night with My Ex's Uncle

boyfriend, a lace panty suddenly fell out

slapped Blake

ell is this

an open relationship. I suggest

and preparing to marry, Blake had betrayed

few hou

to his second wife Isabella. Isabella i

toss her bouquet, she walked towards me

lake, and he was gazing at me tenderly a

e a bouquet of white roses and lilies. "I

leaned in, his lips brushing my ear as he murmured, "Looks like I'd better hurry to the nearest jewel

ked, giving him

ried. We always said we would marry when the time was right. But standing here, holding Isabella's bouquet, it felt different

I told Blake, "My f

said, caressing my lower b

sired him just as much. Especially after accepting his

r yet. What if Isabella

ng me up into his arms, his voice thick with lust as he continued, "And right now,

eath his pants, and I could feel my core wa

is nice and you can be as loud

me against it, ripping open my blouse so my breasts bounced free.

o my skirt, bunching it up forcefully. The

Blake growled, plunging

aring at his suit jacket. Sudden

hit!" Blake cursed, grabbing the phone. When he no

wrong?"

company I have to deal with," Blak

nodded, retrieving a fresh set of clothes for h

ake swiftly dresse

after he left, I notice

ly appeared on my forehead. My brain refused to process what I was

ong dangled in

r stains on it, my face flushing hot - not from embarra

in his pocket? I clenched my teeth, furious,

ly going to waste all those years over a misunderstanding? My chest felt tight, but I forced m

lue cocktail dress from my luggage so I would look more presentable

half open, so I peeked inside. The sight that greeted me ma

ts ago, his fingers had been ins

makes it even more exciting," the woman

t, while I picked up the remaining pieces of his life? My knees nearly gave out, and I had to lean against the wall to stay u

ad left them scraping by, but Blake never let it dim his ambition. When my parents died in that terrible car accident, he was my rock. He helped me through the grief and the complicated business matter

ought we were buildin

believe my eyes ri

lked in, but I didn't see an

't believe I've been making a joke of myself all along. Eight years

ut the one who betrayed me today wa

-" Blake approa

l away from me!"

on, it's not that big a deal. You're not unfamili

ke it had been punched with nausea. "

out to me again. "

even dare,"

u know, you're luckier than Chloe. I actually have a thing for you, a

he spoke, but shutting that disgusting mout

rsing, "Asshole," befo