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Sudden Passion
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Ina woke abruptly, her stomach churning with the unmistakable urge to vomit. She sat up quickly, disoriented and fearful, as she realized she was not on the couch where she had fallen asleep but in Adam's bed. Panic seized her as she considered the possible consequences of being found here. She pondered how she had ended up in his bed, her thoughts racing through the events of the previous night.While still trying to piece together what had happened, the door to the bathroom opened, and Adam emerged, fresh from his shower. His hair was damp, and water droplets glistened on his chiseled body. Ina's breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight of him, her thoughts momentarily silenced by the sheer physical presence of the man before her. The pregnancy hormones raging through her body only intensified her reaction, making her feel both embarrassed and inexplicably drawn to him.Adam noticed her stunned expression and the way her eyes lingered on him. He raised an eyebrow, a h
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The JourneyAfter carefully packing his lunch, I made my way to the driveway where Adam’s car was parked. I approached the driver, a stern-looking man who barely glanced at me as I approached. “Excuse me,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “I need to deliver Mr. Adam’s lunch to his office. Could you please drive me there?”The driver looked at me with a mixture of disdain and confusion. “Why would I drive a maid to Mr. Adam’s office? You’re not supposed to be using his car,” he said dismissively.“But I’m his—” I began to explain, but he cut me off.“I don’t care what you are. Mr. Adam didn’t give me any instructions about you using the car. Now move along, I have work to do.” He turned away, effectively ending the conversation.Frustration bubbled up inside me, but I bit my lip and turned away. It was clear that my new status as Adam’s wife, albeit in name only, had not reached everyone, or perhaps they just didn’t care. I approached the gatehouse, where the gateman sat reading
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Immediately upon seeing me drenched, Adam's eyes narrowed with concern, or perhaps it was annoyance. "Why are you wet?" he demanded, a hint of suspicion in his voice. He seemed to be considering the possibility that I had done something wrong or was involved in some mischief. I opened my mouth to explain, but before I could get a word out, he had already moved towards his desk.I watched as he picked up the phone and dialed a number. His voice was stern and authoritative. "The driver who refused to take my wife to the office this morning is fired. Effective immediately." I stood there, holding the lunchbox, feeling a mix of emotions. I was surprised and somewhat bewildered. Adam was firing someone because of me? It was an unexpected turn of events, and I wasn't sure how to process it.Adam hung up the phone and walked back towards me, his eyes locking onto mine. "Come here," he said firmly. "Let's get you dried off."Careful not to make any mistakes, I followed him through a door that
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I stood there, stunned at what Adam had just said. I looked at him, trying to process his words, and he raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on his lips. "What? Is there something on my face?" he asked, his voice laced with sarcasm.Blushing furiously, I quickly turned to the other side to mask my red cheeks. I could feel the heat radiating off my face and hoped that Adam wouldn't notice how flustered I was.As Adam continued to eat, I remained on his lap, feeling awkward and out of place.The minutes dragged on, and the warmth of the office, combined with the exhaustion from my morning ordeal, started to take its toll on me. I felt my eyelids growing heavier with each passing second. I tried to fight it, but it was no use. I could feel myself slipping into a drowsy state.Adam must have noticed my struggle because he shifted slightly and used his hand to gently guide my head to rest on his shoulder. I didn't resist; I was too tired to care. The last thing I remembered
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I woke up in the middle of the night, disoriented and unsure of my surroundings. My head was resting on Adam's shoulder, and I could feel his steady breathing beside me. He was still sleeping, his face relaxed and peaceful in the dim light.As I lay there, I felt an intense warmth spreading through my body. It was as if a wave of heat was washing over me, making me long for closeness and contact. I shifted slightly, trying to understand what was happening. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones, I thought. I was never someone who was particularly sexually active, and this sudden desire for intimacy felt foreign and overwhelming.I couldn't help but snuggle closer to Adam, seeking his warmth and comfort. His body heat was soothing, and I instinctively pressed myself against him, trying to absorb as much of it as possible. My heart pounded in my chest, both from the closeness and the fear that he might wake up and misinterpret my actions.What if he thinks I'm a slut? The thought sent a sh
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As I woke up to Adam tapping me gently and asking if I wanted to bathe, I looked at him still sleepy and nodded in agreement. He surprised me by scooping me up in his arms, causing a gasp to escape my lips. Despite my initial shock, he carried me effortlessly to the bathroom in our room, where warm water awaited my bath.Settling into the soothing warmth of the water, I felt a pang of shyness as Adam stood nearby, his gaze lingering on me with a mixture of desire and tenderness. It was both thrilling and unnerving to be watched so intently, especially in such an intimate setting.As I bathed and turned this way and that, Adam moved closer, his touch gentle yet possessive as he ran his hand over my stomach. How did you get pregnant he asked me, I was surprised by the sudden question and made no attempt to answer pretending I did not hear him. I tried to move away from his embrace but he held me tighter, His question about my pregnancy hung in the air, but I remained silent. I coul
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I stood there, my heart sinking as Adam's words pierced through me like a dagger. "I left you for just a moment, and you are already talking to another man. I did not expect this from you," he shouted, his voice filled with anger and disappointment. I tried to explain, to tell him it was a misunderstanding, but he stormed off before I could even form the words.As I stood there, bewildered and hurt, I glanced over at the other man who looked at me with an apologetic expression. "I never knew you were married. I'm very sorry," he said softly, his words tinged with regret.Tears welled up in my eyes, a mix of frustration and sadness overwhelming me. I couldn't bear the judgmental gazes and whispers around me. People were murmuring, expressing surprise at discovering that Adam was married. Women sneered and cast disdainful looks in my direction as I walked away.Outside, I frantically looked around for Adam's car, hoping to catch him. But my heart sank further when I realized that he was
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Ina's PovI woke up the next morning feeling surprisingly rested. As I opened my eyes, I saw Adam beside me, looking much better than the previous night. A wave of anxiety washed over me, wondering if he would bring up the events from the party. However, to my surprise, his first question was about my hunger. I nodded, still cautious but intrigued by his sudden change in demeanor.Adam clapped his hands, summoning a group of girls who entered carrying a lavish breakfast buffet. He explained that he wasn't sure of my food preferences, so he ordered a variety of dishes. His thoughtful gesture touched my heart, and I ate with gratitude, enjoying the delicious spread.Throughout the meal, Adam's warm smile never wavered, although he quickly composed himself whenever I caught him smiling at me. We chatted casually, and amidst the conversation, I let out a burp, feeling embarrassed. However, Adam's laughter turned my embarrassment into amusement, and I couldn't help but laugh along with him
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"Babe, look at what you’ve done to my shirt. Now everyone’s going to know we did something before coming here," I said, trying to smooth out the wrinkles on my shirt. Richard just looked at me with that teasing glint in his eye, smirking. "Well, I wanted you and I had you. is that so bad. You are my husband, so I have every right to," if anyone has a problem with that they can resign, he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Stop it," I muttered, feeling my cheeks heat up. "Stop looking at me like that." I turned my eyes to the window, trying to hide my smile. Richard chuckled, reaching out to touch my shoulder. "I'm sorry, babe. I'm sorry. Forgive this love of yours." I would think about forgiving you I say as I glanced at the dashboard clock and felt a jolt of panic. "Shit, we’re ten minutes late!" I exclaimed, hurriedly opening the car door and making a run for the office entrance. Behind me, I could hear Richard laughing as he followed. "Babe, calm down," he called aft
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The sunlight streamed through the courthouse windows, casting a soft, golden glow over the room. Today was the day that Mr. Nelson and I had waited for with bated breath. It was the day of our court wedding—a simple, yet profoundly significant ceremony that marked the culmination of a journey filled with emotional upheavals and personal growth.The courthouse was quiet, its serene atmosphere providing a stark contrast to the chaos and heartache that had marked our recent past. As I stood at the entrance, a sense of euphoria washed over me. The months leading up to this moment had been a whirlwind of healing and reconciliation. We had weathered the storms of argument, pain, and trauma, and today, we were finally able to celebrate the love that had endured despite the trials.Mr. Nelson looked dashing in his tailored suit, his eyes reflecting a joy that had become familiar over the past few weeks. The transformation in him was remarkable. From the cold and distant figure he had once bee
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Jake stood rigid, his hands clenched tightly at his sides. The opulence of the mansion seemed to close in around him, its grandeur a stark contrast to the turmoil boiling within. Mr. Nelson’s critical gaze was unyielding, a relentless weight pressing down on Jake’s chest. The room was suffocating, each second stretching into eternity as Jake struggled to find his voice. “Mr. Nelson, I—” Jake’s voice wavered, faltering under the intensity of his emotions. He took a deep breath, trying to steady the whirlwind of anxiety and guilt tearing through him. “I need to tell you something important.” Mr. Nelson’s eyes narrowed, his impatience palpable. “Yes, what is it? I’m listening. Go ahead.” Jake’s heart raced, each beat echoing in his ears. The enormity of what he was about to reveal felt like an unbearable weight. He drew in another shaky breath, trying to compose himself. His mind swirled with the enormity of his confession, a confession that he feared would shatter the fragile sembla
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As the front door of the mansion swung open, Jake stepped inside, feeling a mixture of relief and anticipation. The day had been long and intense, filled with high-stakes meetings and a whirlwind of emotions. The warmth of the house was a welcome contrast to the cold professionalism of the office. Jake hoped for a quiet evening to decompress, but fate had other plans.The moment Jake crossed the threshold, he was greeted by the unexpected sight of a woman who looked strikingly similar to Mr. Nelson. She was tall, with the same piercing eyes and high cheekbones that Jake had come to associate with Mr. Nelson. Her presence was commanding yet elegant, and Jake’s curiosity was immediately piqued.He blinked, momentarily taken aback. “Um, hello. Who might you be?”The woman turned to him, her expression a mix of curiosity and surprise. Before she could respond, Mr. Nelson entered behind Jake, his gaze immediately locking onto the woman.“Mom, what are you doing here?” Mr. Nelson’s voice wa
