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My Ex-Husband Is My Mate It’s Going Well
I wake up the next day still aggravated. And it only gets worse when Sky sits me down on the breakfast table like I’m a kid to tell me I can’t attack her boyfriend tonight or she’ll cut my dick off. As if. She likes it too much… or… maybe not anymore, actually. Maybe she likes another one better now. No! Repress! Repress that thought! “Are you understanding what I’m saying?” She asks, turning to me and pointing at my face with a knife. She’s making subs for lunch, “I will be kissing him, probably. I mean, most likely, since we’re dating. And he’s helped me so much with this au…” I roll my eyes and repress her voice and what she’s saying in real time. Whatever. I had all night to prep myself mentally for the mess of tonight. I think I’m ready. Or, more like, defeated and surrendered to the shit storm about to hit me. Because I can’t avoid it, I have to go through the shit storm with my head up and my mouth shut because the alternative would be me not showing up to Sky’s im
Last Updated : 2024-12-31My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Team Farrow
Right before we walk inside the gallery, Sky grabs my arm and she pulls me aside so Bobbie and Rocky can get in first. Then she keeps pulling me until we’re in the dark alley next to the gallery. She’s about to threaten my dick again, I think. “I’m always a good sport when you act like an untrained dog, but I won’t be today,” she says, eyes very serious. Damn, she never called me an untrained dog before, “I didn’t care about you punching Peter, but if you do something like that to Cam, I'm going to kill you. This is a very important night for me, I will NOT forgive you if you fuck it up." "Baby, I get it. I understand, you don’t have to keep repeating yourself,” I say, trying not to smile or tease her because she’s obviously very nervous, “I’ll be a good boy.” "That's what you said yesterday," she growls at me, making me wince, "Seriously, if you feel like you can't take it, just leave. I want tonight to go perfectly and I don’t want to spend all night worrying about you.” "I
Last Updated : 2024-12-31My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Sabotage
I stay with the family with my back firmly to the gallery so I don't have to catch a glance of Sky and Cam again, but when the auction starts, there's no way of escaping that sight anymore. I sit in the front row with the rest of the family with Bobbie to my side and Noah to the other and I have to look right at Cam standing in front of the crowd and hear his stupid lame voice as he talks about his artists. Sky and two others I don't care about. He starts with the other two artists and I honestly tune it out completely. But then it's time for Sky to come to stage and introduce her three pieces. This, I care about.I almost cheer and clap until I remember this is fancy people. Fancy people are quiet and sophisticated, they don’t cheer. So I just pull my phone out and I snap a couple pictures of Sky looking hot and artsy over there. The first two pieces she shows are abstract and dark, but they're really cool. Kind of gothic, which is not her usual style at all. She’s a colorful, c
Last Updated : 2024-12-31My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Not Working
"I'll make you a painting, Farrow, just for you," I say, making a smile grow on that stupid gorgeous face I love so fucking much, "Of me kicking your ass out of the house. You will keep this money and leave. Soon." "What?" His smile immediately drops, "Sky... what?" His obvious hurt and panic is making me want to bend over backwards to tell him I wasn’t being serious and make sure he doesn’t feel like that anymore. I want to grab his face and kiss him and laugh at his dumb decisions, but I can't do that. It only feels good five minutes, then reality crashes down on me and reminds me of everything that happened. "We're family and we're always going to be," I continue, swallowing to undo the knot in my throat. This doesn’t feel good at all, but it’s the smart thing to do, "But we're not a couple, Farrow. Living together is blurring the lines, it's making us want things that we can't have anymore. I really think that living apart will make things easier. We can still hang out a l
Last Updated : 2024-12-31My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Time’s Up
"The date got canceled, there was a situation with his family," I respond, walking to my daughter because we've been distant since I grounded her, but she was so sweet today. I scoot closer to her until I can hug her, "What are you guys watching?" "Nothing yet, just browsing. I've binged three different shows since you guys decided to take my phone away," she mutters, but there isn't as much venom in her voice and she's still hugging me, "I was telling Dad how dumb that was back there. Him trying to buy your painting, like some revert money laundering that doesn't make any profit." "It was a romantic gesture," Farrow mutters, still not turning to look at me, "I don't expect two cold hearted women to understand. All you care about is money." "Yeah, kinda," Bobbie responds with a laugh, "So what are we going to do now that we're rich?" "Nothing. Be sad," Farrow responds. Jeez, he's in a mood, "I was happier when I was poor." "Okay, stop now," I get up from Bobbie to look at hi
Last Updated : 2024-12-31My Ex-Husband Is My Mate The News
"Sky, you... this..." he stammers frantically, squishing his ear into my tummy so hard, the twins might fuse together into just one person again. Then he starts lifting my long dress, leaving me in nothing but panties. "Farrow, oh my god!" I complain, but he's not listening, he's on a mission. And when he's looking at my tummy, he stays like that for a second, inspecting. I'm sucking it in, by the way. Hard. "You're not pregnant," he spits out and I think he gets pale. He pulls my dress down again and he stands up to walk away from me, shaking his head, "You're not fucking pregnant. No." Funny how we both went straight to denial first. I take a deep breath and cover my face for a second. I can't believe his hearing is that fucking good, that's insane. But I guess I should've fucking remembered how he would lay over my big belly when I was pregnant with Bobbie, listening to her heart. He's not reacting like I thought he would, though. He's pressing himself on the wall, as f
Last Updated : 2024-12-31My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Cat’s Out
Sky's mouth falls open at my audacity and I'm kind of expecting her to hit me again and then laugh because that was totally a joke. A little bit. I mean, unless... "You’re so fucking..." she closes her eyes and tries her hardest not to smile, "No. Obviously not.” "Obviously not, baby, that was fully a joke to lighten up the mood I ruined,” I explain, making her snort and relax just a little. At the end of the day, that was my goal. I made her relax a little bit and now I can finally apologize, "I fucked Violet in our bed and I will never forgive myself for that, so I don't expect you to forgive me, not for a second.” Sky winces and gets closer to me with her palm up, trying to make me shut up, but I don't let her cover my mouth. I grab her wrist and take it to my nose and breathe it in. "And I already apologized, but I will do it again a million times if you need to keep hearing it. I hate that I did that, I wasn't in my right mind, I was in a spell," I remind her. And it's
Last Updated : 2024-12-31My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Can’t Say No
"Nothing was happening," Sky lies, but of course Rocky isn't that stupid, "I mean..." "You need psychiatric help, Skylar. You’re seriously fucking unwell," he snaps at her. I get tense and lift my face to look at them, I’m ready to snap if he continues to yell in her face like that. I hate when he talks to her like that and I hate that he’s allowed to do that because that's just how they are, "You asked me to help you! And then you still do this shit, like you’re possessed. Is his dick made out of gold or something... don't actually answer that. Just, get out. You. You get out." He's talking to me. My dick is still hard, but I get up and I adjust myself right in his face to make him uncomfortable. It works. And he deserves it, so I don't feel bad. "I told him about the twins," Sky finally admits, making Rocky's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, "We got a little carried away but nothing was actually happening." "We have different concepts of nothing," he scoffs, "You stay here, Sky.
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My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Can’t Say No
"Nothing was happening," Sky lies, but of course Rocky isn't that stupid, "I mean..." "You need psychiatric help, Skylar. You’re seriously fucking unwell," he snaps at her. I get tense and lift my face to look at them, I’m ready to snap if he continues to yell in her face like that. I hate when he talks to her like that and I hate that he’s allowed to do that because that's just how they are, "You asked me to help you! And then you still do this shit, like you’re possessed. Is his dick made out of gold or something... don't actually answer that. Just, get out. You. You get out." He's talking to me. My dick is still hard, but I get up and I adjust myself right in his face to make him uncomfortable. It works. And he deserves it, so I don't feel bad. "I told him about the twins," Sky finally admits, making Rocky's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, "We got a little carried away but nothing was actually happening." "We have different concepts of nothing," he scoffs, "You stay here, Sky.
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Cat’s Out
Sky's mouth falls open at my audacity and I'm kind of expecting her to hit me again and then laugh because that was totally a joke. A little bit. I mean, unless... "You’re so fucking..." she closes her eyes and tries her hardest not to smile, "No. Obviously not.” "Obviously not, baby, that was fully a joke to lighten up the mood I ruined,” I explain, making her snort and relax just a little. At the end of the day, that was my goal. I made her relax a little bit and now I can finally apologize, "I fucked Violet in our bed and I will never forgive myself for that, so I don't expect you to forgive me, not for a second.” Sky winces and gets closer to me with her palm up, trying to make me shut up, but I don't let her cover my mouth. I grab her wrist and take it to my nose and breathe it in. "And I already apologized, but I will do it again a million times if you need to keep hearing it. I hate that I did that, I wasn't in my right mind, I was in a spell," I remind her. And it's
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate The News
"Sky, you... this..." he stammers frantically, squishing his ear into my tummy so hard, the twins might fuse together into just one person again. Then he starts lifting my long dress, leaving me in nothing but panties. "Farrow, oh my god!" I complain, but he's not listening, he's on a mission. And when he's looking at my tummy, he stays like that for a second, inspecting. I'm sucking it in, by the way. Hard. "You're not pregnant," he spits out and I think he gets pale. He pulls my dress down again and he stands up to walk away from me, shaking his head, "You're not fucking pregnant. No." Funny how we both went straight to denial first. I take a deep breath and cover my face for a second. I can't believe his hearing is that fucking good, that's insane. But I guess I should've fucking remembered how he would lay over my big belly when I was pregnant with Bobbie, listening to her heart. He's not reacting like I thought he would, though. He's pressing himself on the wall, as f
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Time’s Up
"The date got canceled, there was a situation with his family," I respond, walking to my daughter because we've been distant since I grounded her, but she was so sweet today. I scoot closer to her until I can hug her, "What are you guys watching?" "Nothing yet, just browsing. I've binged three different shows since you guys decided to take my phone away," she mutters, but there isn't as much venom in her voice and she's still hugging me, "I was telling Dad how dumb that was back there. Him trying to buy your painting, like some revert money laundering that doesn't make any profit." "It was a romantic gesture," Farrow mutters, still not turning to look at me, "I don't expect two cold hearted women to understand. All you care about is money." "Yeah, kinda," Bobbie responds with a laugh, "So what are we going to do now that we're rich?" "Nothing. Be sad," Farrow responds. Jeez, he's in a mood, "I was happier when I was poor." "Okay, stop now," I get up from Bobbie to look at hi
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Not Working
"I'll make you a painting, Farrow, just for you," I say, making a smile grow on that stupid gorgeous face I love so fucking much, "Of me kicking your ass out of the house. You will keep this money and leave. Soon." "What?" His smile immediately drops, "Sky... what?" His obvious hurt and panic is making me want to bend over backwards to tell him I wasn’t being serious and make sure he doesn’t feel like that anymore. I want to grab his face and kiss him and laugh at his dumb decisions, but I can't do that. It only feels good five minutes, then reality crashes down on me and reminds me of everything that happened. "We're family and we're always going to be," I continue, swallowing to undo the knot in my throat. This doesn’t feel good at all, but it’s the smart thing to do, "But we're not a couple, Farrow. Living together is blurring the lines, it's making us want things that we can't have anymore. I really think that living apart will make things easier. We can still hang out a l
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Sabotage
I stay with the family with my back firmly to the gallery so I don't have to catch a glance of Sky and Cam again, but when the auction starts, there's no way of escaping that sight anymore. I sit in the front row with the rest of the family with Bobbie to my side and Noah to the other and I have to look right at Cam standing in front of the crowd and hear his stupid lame voice as he talks about his artists. Sky and two others I don't care about. He starts with the other two artists and I honestly tune it out completely. But then it's time for Sky to come to stage and introduce her three pieces. This, I care about.I almost cheer and clap until I remember this is fancy people. Fancy people are quiet and sophisticated, they don’t cheer. So I just pull my phone out and I snap a couple pictures of Sky looking hot and artsy over there. The first two pieces she shows are abstract and dark, but they're really cool. Kind of gothic, which is not her usual style at all. She’s a colorful, c
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Team Farrow
Right before we walk inside the gallery, Sky grabs my arm and she pulls me aside so Bobbie and Rocky can get in first. Then she keeps pulling me until we’re in the dark alley next to the gallery. She’s about to threaten my dick again, I think. “I’m always a good sport when you act like an untrained dog, but I won’t be today,” she says, eyes very serious. Damn, she never called me an untrained dog before, “I didn’t care about you punching Peter, but if you do something like that to Cam, I'm going to kill you. This is a very important night for me, I will NOT forgive you if you fuck it up." "Baby, I get it. I understand, you don’t have to keep repeating yourself,” I say, trying not to smile or tease her because she’s obviously very nervous, “I’ll be a good boy.” "That's what you said yesterday," she growls at me, making me wince, "Seriously, if you feel like you can't take it, just leave. I want tonight to go perfectly and I don’t want to spend all night worrying about you.” "I
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate It’s Going Well
I wake up the next day still aggravated. And it only gets worse when Sky sits me down on the breakfast table like I’m a kid to tell me I can’t attack her boyfriend tonight or she’ll cut my dick off. As if. She likes it too much… or… maybe not anymore, actually. Maybe she likes another one better now. No! Repress! Repress that thought! “Are you understanding what I’m saying?” She asks, turning to me and pointing at my face with a knife. She’s making subs for lunch, “I will be kissing him, probably. I mean, most likely, since we’re dating. And he’s helped me so much with this au…” I roll my eyes and repress her voice and what she’s saying in real time. Whatever. I had all night to prep myself mentally for the mess of tonight. I think I’m ready. Or, more like, defeated and surrendered to the shit storm about to hit me. Because I can’t avoid it, I have to go through the shit storm with my head up and my mouth shut because the alternative would be me not showing up to Sky’s im
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Caught Again
"What now? I can’t open this door either?” I let out, trying not to focus too much on his nearness. "Not yet, wait. I just want to apologize,” he murmurs, sighing, “I’m sorry I’ve been such an asshole tonight, I really don’t like fighting with you. I was just so mad… but I’m over it now. I don’t even care anymore.” “Really?” I ask in complete disbelief and turn my head a little to look back at him. I don’t believe that for a second. “No, but maybe I can repress it like you do,” he says in a low voice so close to my ear, it makes me feel forbidden stuff, "And I know that you’re completely free to kiss anyone, I just don't like it.” "Well, that's too bad," I whisper, trying my hardest not to lean back against him. Farrow sighs again, even harder, "If you want me to apologize for kissing someone else, that won't happen. I don’t feel sorry.” "I don't want you to apologize, I just need..." he struggles for a moment, "It’s not just me… my wolf feels unsettled, Sky. Can I just sce
