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“That’s it…” he murmured against her, voice muffled but hungry. “This is the only thing I want from you.”
Her fingers found his hair, tugging tightly as pleasure exploded through her body. She could barely breathe. Every stroke of his tongue sent a jolt of heat racing through her, and her thighs began to shake.
He looked up briefly, his lips glistening, eyes burning with possessive pride.
Then he dipped his head again—and didn’t stop until she was trembling and breathless, falling apart under his mouth like she’d never felt anything that good in her life.
***
He believed she’d come running back—now he’s running after her.
“You love me unconditionally, but I want a divorce. I need to marry someone else.”
When Lorenzo Moretti said those words, he watched the light die in Krystal Vale’s eyes.
For two years, she had been the perfect wife—sweet, obedient, calling him ‘baby,’ delivering his meals three times a day, rain or shine. A woman with no family, no friends, no complaints. Just devotion to a man who never once looked back.
“I’ll give you anything in return. A hundred million,” he offered.
“I don’t want it. Let’s get a divorce,” she replied, and vanished before he even got home.
He thought she would return once she grew tired.
She never did.
Somehow, tracking down his orphaned housewife with no ties has become impossible for the richest billionaire in the country—and it’s driving him mad!
Krystal couldn’t be happier leaving that ‘Human Cactus’ behind. Who even wants to stay married to him?
Now, she asks for a divorce every single day, and for some reason, he’s the one losing his mind.
Isn’thethe one who asked for this?