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The forty I offered was out of respect for his age and not because of how lucrative his business was gon’ be. A lot of work needed to be done to clean up the damage he had done to it. \u201cForty,\u201d I repeated. \u201cTake it or leave it.\u201d To give him a little bit of time to accept my offer, I rose to my feet.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s the restroom?\u201d Donald had one of the maids direct me to the restroom. Thanking her, I stepped inside and exhaled. With each new business purchase, the clients kept getting tougher and difficult to please. I was half-tempted to use brute force to pass my point across \u2018cause most muthafuckas were in dire need of multiple knocks on their heads. The bathroom door was suddenly opened from the outside and I frowned, wondering who was rude enough to barge in when I was here.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy are you here, babe?\u201d I sarcastically queried the blonde shuffling uncomfortably in front of the restroom \u201cYour husband is right outside.\u201d Serena, the wife of Donald, bit her lips and peered at me shyly. \u201cI came to see you.\u201d Her voice was a tiny whisper. \u201cCame to see me?\u201d Chuckling at the lies in her words, I glanced at her with mockery. \u201cCame to see me or came to fuck my dick?\u201d \u201cKarim,\u201d she gasped, turning a bright shade of tomato red.<\/p>\n

Slowly walking to her, I backed her up against the door and snaked my hand to click the lock close. \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d She cowered, gazing up at me with unease. \u201cGiving you what you want.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m a married woman,\u201d she said the words as a reminder to herself and a warning to me. \u201cThen, why did you follow me into the bathroom, babe?\u201d I raised my brows in a condescending manner. She froze when I placed my mouth close to her ears.<\/p>\n

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No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS Isis’s Thoughts Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Epilogue OceanofPDF.com ISIS’S THOUGHTS Valentine’s Day couldn’t have gotten any better. Zaddy was furiously thrusting his dick into Mistress’s asshole while she fucked herself with a rose.<\/p>\n

I hunched low with my legs spread to accommodate Zaddy’s head, grinding my pussy on his mouth. His tongue was dedicated to the sincere chore of lapping, slurping, and licking my pussy. I was in heaven. The heaven they both created. OceanofPDF.com A CHAPTER ONE NIKA Husbae [Huhz- bey] noun. An affectionate term used to refer to a husband who is your ride or die, lover and best friend. Rushing out of the Uber, I groaned mournfully when I caught a glimpse of the heavily pregnant woman heading into the restaurant.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t everyday that you run into the wife of your ex-boyfriend. And I wasn\u2019t in the mood of listening to her plead with me to drop the charges I\u2019d filed against him. Tristan deserved all the fucking pain coming his way. In all the three months we were together, the bastard failed to mention his marital status, and I was dumbfounded the day his \u2018wife\u2019 tracked me down with teary eyes, begging me to leave her husband.<\/p>\n

The memory still left a sour taste in my mouth. Tristan wasn\u2019t even ashamed when I confronted him. The scum wanted to divorce his wife and marry me, as if I was on board with his nonsense. And when I kindly objected to his useless life plan, he decided to get physical, and I didn\u2019t hesitate putting his ass in jail. Backtracking, I headed for the other door at the back of the restaurant. I was so focused on digging through my bag for my phone that I wasn\u2019t aware of my surroundings.<\/p>\n

Out of nowhere, something rushed forward and pushed me against a wall. I felt a sudden surge of fear. Pain exploded through my head and shoulders as I was slammed into the hard surface. My breath was knocked out of me. Harsh panting followed as whoever it was gripped my hair like a vice, and pulled me backwards, dragging me away from the door. I tried to struggle, but he was too strong. Just as I thought I was going to pass out from the pain, I heard a loud crash and the grip on my hair relaxed.<\/p>\n

I stumbled forward, gasping for breath. Looking up, I saw a figure standing over a man, with a fire extinguisher clutched in one hand. The man was lying on the ground, unconscious. A hand grabbed mine, pulling me to my feet.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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