Chapter 993 Claiming Mila(Bdsm Fuck):>Ep3

• He reached his hand down toward my face and just as he had done to Mila earlier in their kitchen, he gently tucked my hair behind my ear and ran his thumb over my lips. His phone buzzed with a text and he quickly glanced at it, then smiled.
• He cupped my chin and tilted my face up before speaking. "That was Mila. I gave her my number before we left their house. She wants to come to our house tomorrow morning for a swim. Looks like I will get to fuck her even sooner than I had hoped."
• I had no words left. I just stared at this stranger in front of me, the man I had been married to for twenty years. The father of my children. It was if a switch had been flipped. My warm, kind husband replaced by a cold, indifferent authoritarian.