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Amber eyes sparkled up at him. "Who knows?"

"Charlee-Mae..."

But his wife only laughed and sang, "Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir?"

Philippe groaned. Her accent was still fucking terrible and at the same time so fucking hot—-

Charlee-Mae could only laugh as her husband suddenly lifted her up in his arms, but this quickly turned into a gasp as he thrust into her without warning, and he started fucking her up against the wall.

Even though his every thrust made her see stars, it was when her husband growled into her ear—-

"Je t'aime, mon coeur."

Her pussy tightened around his cock as her heart felt like it was about to explode. She loved him this man so very much, and now that she knew what his secret was—-

"Plus fort!" Harder!

"Plus vite!" Stronger!

Her husband went wild, and oh God, he was fucking her like an animal in heat, and she loved it, she loved it so much that just as the first wave of her orgasm pounded through her body, Charlee-Mae cupped Philippe's face and looked into his beautiful jade-green eyes as she cried out, "Je jouis!" I'm cumming!

TOKYO, JAPAN

For as long as Sano could remember, he would occasionally have this strange sense of déjà vu when visiting a certain place or hearing a certain song. There was even that time when he was but seven years old, and he had come across a woman who seemed incredibly familiar to him. None of it ever made sense, but what really made him question his sanity at times were his dreams.

Almost every night, he would dream of a girl. Other times, she would be a woman. The age in which she appeared in his dreams varied, but it was always her, and no one else. In those dreams, they would sometimes talk. Other times they would be making love. And then there were those rare times when she would just cry, and the sound of her sobs would break his heart.

Sano had been able to consult with the best doctors to seek an explanation for what he was going through, but none of them had an answer. He had lost count of all the tests he had undergone to see if he was suffering from some unknown illness, but the results were all the same. There was nothing wrong with him. But even so...Sano believed otherwise.

There had to be something more about his dreams and those fake memories that plagued his mind. There just had to be.

And one day, he suddenly woke up—-

And he remembered everything.

Charlotte.

The End