In a life that now feels like a distant memory, I basked in the warmth of what I believed to be a happy family. I was blissfully unaware of the storm brewing beneath the surface, until July, my birth month I was supposed to be 30 years old when my world came crashing down.
On that fateful day, I discovered my husband Andre had secretly married another woman Kimora . The shocking revelation left me reeling, as I tried to comprehend how this could have happened right under my nose. For twelve long years, I had been married to a man I thought I knew inside and out. Little did I know that the person I had devoted my life to had been leaving a double life.You might think that you are shocked now, but brace yourself, because there's more to this twisted tale of betrayal and heatbreak. As I began to investigate further, I noticed layers upon layers of lies while one more disturbing than the last. And then, as if the emotional turmoil wasn't enough, I found myself facing a new and chilling threath Malicious online trolls targeted me with a barrage of hateful messages, making me fear for my safety. But even more sinister were the secrets I discovered in the once loving sanctuary of my matrimonial home. I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was in danger, and I knew that I had to fight back to protect myself from unseen forces.My love life was on the emotional rollercoaster that was my journey to uncover the truth and confront the threats that loomed over me.I felt the pain of betrayal, the anger at being deceived, only to have her life turned upside down in the blink of an eye.The first time l encountered his bad character. My husband and I were in Dubai in April, soaking up the sun and enjoying what I thought were moments of marital bliss. One evening, as we were on a video call with our kids back in the USA, a message popped up on his phone. It read, "Every time I see her pictures, it makes me sad." My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't help but question him about the message. My husband brushed it off, saying it was a girl from his past who had been harassing him. He denied knowing her or having any sort of relationship with her. I wanted to believe him, but deep down, I knew that something wasn't right. I cried my eyes out, feeling betrayed and helpless. Upon returning to the USA, l couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to do something about the situation. With a heavy heart, I decided to voice my concerns to my husband's parents. However, their response was I should put my mind at rest that he will never do such a thing,His mother insisted that the lady was merely a business partner, but my husband quickly silenced her from revealing any more.All these contradictions and evasiveness from the family began to take a toll on me psychologically and mentally abusing my sanity.They tried to minimize the issue, dismissing it as neither serious nor deep. Driven by a desperate need for the truth, I took matters into my own hands. I went through my husband's phone and found some strange numbers that he had been communicating with on W******p. My heart pounding, one of the numbers I called ended up being a female. I questioned her about her relationship with my husband, but she flatly denied knowing him at all. Feeling cornered, I hung up and sent her a text message, including a picture as proof that her number was saved on his phone as Kendra(which later found out her real name is Kimora Williams ). Yet, she still denied it, insisting that she had no connection to him whatsoever.I felt stuck, unsure of how to proceed. It seemed as if everyone involved was determined to keep me in the dark, denying any serious relationship between my husband and Kimora. But I couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that there was more to this story, and I knew l had to keep digging to uncover the truth.However, I kept hopes up. Thinking the marriage was salvageable. On June 20th, my husband informed me that he needed to travel to Paris for an important project. I wasn't keen on the idea, but he managed to convince me with documentary evidence that he had been approved for a 57,000,000 Dollars grant for the oil and the gas station he is building. He insisted that he had to be in Paris to monitor and supervise the project personally.On June 27th, same year, I found out that My son had also contracted The flu and started running a fever. I was furious with him for leaving us in such a vulnerable state, and I couldn't bring myself to answer any of his calls. My anger grew as I struggled to care for my sick child feeling isolated and overwhelmed. On July 1st, I was resting in bed with my daughter when I received a phone call from a friend of mine. She inquired about the whereabouts of my husband and asked if there were any problems in the marriage. I told her there was no issue, aside from him leaving for Paris while I was sick with our son. She then asked if that waş truly the only problem in our home .My curiosity grew, so I asked her what she meant. My friend sent me a picture that made my heart drop -they were dressed in white and pink coordinating colors, looking all too comfortable with each other. The wind was knocked out of my sails, and I felt completely blank. I dialed his number, my hands shaking with fury. Instead of addressing my concerns, he began interrogating me about not picking up his calls. I couldn't believe his audacity. ignoring his questions, I sent him the picture my friend had shared with me and demanded an explanation. He immediately started apologizing, but I pressed him further, asking him why he was apologizing and what for. He told me that the lady was celebrating her birthday, and that's why they were dressed in matching clothes. I couldn't help but ask why he was the only one matching with her since I didn't see a crowd of people wearing the same outfits. It was evident to me that there was more to these pictures .Hey beautiful readers, I’m so glad to be here , it’s my first story here and I want to promise to bring you beautiful and interesting stories. I love you all and I would love you all to drop your comments.🌺❤️
I woke up from my sleep with pespirations all over my face, I had just had the same dream again, Kimora was trying to harm me, her claws were long and she stretched her fingers to my face, she growled as she gradually turned into a wolf, I was so shocked and surprised to see her in that state, her body looked like she was half human and half wolf. What was more surprising was that my husband Andre also appeared in that dream and he was also half human and half wolf. I was so perplexed to witness this. It dawned on me that there’s more to this than meets the eyes and that could be the reason his family are on his side supporting his every move. The betrayal I felt was more consumed by the revenge that stick in my heart and the fact that I needed to dig out the truth, but how do I do that. I tried to sleep back because the dream couldn’t allow me get enough sleepas much as I had wanted, and there again came this dream again, but this time something spectacular happened. A cute guy
He sat beside me, I could feel the closure, we were seat mates in the airplane and I could see him steal occasional glances at me, I could not resist the urge to glance at him when I’m sure he isn’t looking, he smelled so nice and the freshness from his perfume filled my nostrils, he smelt and looked rich too, I could bet with anything that he was such a rich guy. “So what are you going to Dubai to do?” He said for the first time, his words were so polished. “I don’t know,” I replied with a straight face, that was exactly how I felt because I honestly do even know what I was going to do in Dubai, all that was in my head was to take a revenge against my ex husband Andre and his Mistress. I lowered my eyes and allowed the tear drop when I couldn’t hold it anymore, I have held up the tear for too long in my eye and I just had to let it out. “You can talk to me about anything, I know we just met but I like your aura and I can be your friend so feel free to tell me about what ever that’s
Derricks’s body on mine, I could hear him breathe, his body was warm and I couldn’t take my eyes of his fine shaped face, the more he thrutsed into me the more I wanted him to continue. I know that my actions were despicable, considering that I just left a very messy marriage. I haven’t even come out of the mess from my ex husband and here I am wandering into the arms of another man and not just a man but a werewolf that I barely met. But I couldn’t blame myself too much, I have longed so much for this , I have longed to be touched in the right places. I have missed having sex and I can’t afford to let this chance slid, just for this once let me enjoy it while it lasts. His thrusts were magical, his touch was exceptional, I could feel the wall of my Virginia welcoming every thrusts of his dick without holding back. Then came the moment of ecstasy and at the peak of our love making.Derrick and I were about to cum, he moaned out so loudly, no matter how hard I tried to control the so
“Yes, I cheated on you that’s because I already got a mate. “ Andre said without remorse. My World crumbled before my very own feet, he was never ashamed of admitting that he had been sleeping around with that mistress of his and he even has the guts to say it to my face after lieing about it for a very long time. He finally admitted it. “So why didn’t you tell me so that I could move on with my life, why didn’t you tell me that you a werewolf and needed to be with your mate.” I held back the tears that was about to come out from my ears as I spoke. My voice became cranky . I wanted to hit Andre so hard in his face but I Derrick held my hand. “What of my money and my properties that you ran off with.” I questioned, it was obvious that it was needless trying to fight for his love anymore, but I can’t let go off all the things that I have labored over for to go down the drain just like that. He took a step forward close to my face, with the mockery smile curled up in his lips.
“That miserable husband of yours is so shameless and wicked. I’m sorry to say this, but I disgust him so much and I don’t even want to ever set my eyes on him. I wish that I could kill him with my bare hands.” Derrick cursed under his own breath. I felt the same way too, I was dumbfounded as to how Andre got the nerves to talk to me in such a way after everything that he did to hurt me, up till now he still got no single atom of respect for me nor even remorseful for his inactions. “Tell me Amira, how did you fall in one with that beast, how did you cope with that guy all these years ,” Derick asked me again. I wish I could answer him, I wish I could find the right words to answer his questions, When I met and fell in love with Andre several years ago, he was so nice to me and treated me like a queen, he respected me so much and I couldn’t help but fall in love with him, not until I found out about his betrayal even though he kept denying it and finally my fears were confirmed. I n
His hands were so soft on my body as he continued to fondle my buts, saying some nasty words into my ears that made chuckle me with so much happiness. I admired Derrick’s strength, and the fact that he could carry me for that long and still climb the stairs to the room. We finally got the up the apartment and to my surprise, Derrick headed to another room, instead of my room. It was his room as I could see his big picture frame placed on the wall of the room, the room was cozy and well decorated. I could immediately sense that Derick is a Man of great taste and poise , seeing the kind of furniture in his room, one could easily detect that he has a good eye for quality . I was literally swept off my feet seeing the large bed in his room, that was the exact kind of bed that Andre and I used for our matrimonial bed before he desecrated it. I quickly shoved the thoughts of Andre off my mind as I wouldn’t want the thought of him to ruin the beautiful moment that I was enjoying with De
My heart thumped as I heard the sound of the opening door, my palm were filled with sweat as Derrick and I we’re already lost in ecstasy. I sluggishly looked up to the doors to see who it was, I never ever thought that the door had been opened all those while, Derrick and I got carried away to even think of locking the door. Her beautiful Frame stature stood in the entrance as she glanced at us. She looked beautiful even though she looked fifties.Our eyes met the moment I looked up and a smirk played at the corner of her lip, I can’t tell what that smirk meant but I definitely know that it doesn’t mean goood. I looked away almost immediately , not daring to look at the woman standing there in the face. She looked beautiful and beautiful dressed in her full regelia, and it’s obvious that she was made of more , not just an ordinary woman.Looking at her, I could tell that there were so many unspoken words in her mouth. “Hey why are you so queit, I guess you must be really tired,”
***Alex***I paced back and forth in my room. trying to rationalize what I have done. "I was only following orders," I said to myself . "I didn't want to do this. I had no choice." But deep down, I knew that's not true. I had a choice, and I chose the wrong side. I felt sick to my stomach as I thought about what has happened. Then, a knock on the door interrupts my thoughts."What is it?" I called out."It's me," comes the voice of the Alpha Andre. He had given me an order to get Amira and despite the pity I felt for Amira at the woods under the heavy rains , I still went on with the ridiculous order agains my heart wish, just because I owned Alpha Andre my life, he gave me a pack when everyone rejected me, but that wasn’t enough reason to turn his ex Amira wife to him, Alpha Andre is cruel and likes to to take advantage of everyone.My heart sank when I heard his voice. I didn’t want to see the cruel Alpha right now. But I have no choice. I opened the door, and the cruel Alpha steps i