January 11, 2023. Chapter 2-2. Thank you. Just wondering, do you wanna know what happens in Evan's private office? The next chapter is tomorrow 5pm, Singapore Time. Don't forget to send gems. Thanks for the love.
Shantelle felt guilty as she made it in the direction of Evan's office. She repeatedly took deep breaths, trying to compose herself. It was because her core tingled with excitement, especially with the thought of Evan licking her clit. When people glanced their way, she faked an elegant smile, but
Shantelle allowed the tip of his shaft to poke her cheek from the inside. The sight of it stirred Evan, especially how his mushroom tip formed a shape on her cheek. "Fuck, I love it. I love my wife, and I love how you eat me, Wifey." Evan gathered her hair into his palm and watched Shantelle as she
5AM. Rose Hills. At dawn, the heart and lung center called Shantelle for an emergency surgery. A stabbed-wound patient was admitted to Saint Dominique's Heart and Lung Center, and the surgeon in charge needed a second consultant. Shantelle arrived at the emergency room and found a young man gro
Shantelle frowned and fished through her brain. She replied, "Ah, December because of the holidays?" "No, Mommy, it's February. It's the shortest month!" Lucas answered, and he laughed again. "Did your daddy teach you this?" Shantelle asked. "He did. Daddy gave me a book about jokes and riddles
"Wow, I can't believe this. It's amazing. You did a good job," Shantelle complimented the wedding planner named Mona. She came to the villa with her assistant to give her and Evan a rundown of the wedding flow. They were settled in Evan's study, with Evan safely standing behind Shantelle and keepin
*** After finalizing the guest lists, Evan took Shantelle and Lucas out for a surprise. They drove an hour from the villa to another community closer to the Thompsons' residence. It was far from Evan's company and the heart and lung center, but the neighborhood had clean streets, good lighting, and
The Royal Grand Convention covered forty-five thousand square feet in size. Convention halls one and two were connected, accommodating most guests. Convention hall three was strictly for direct families and close friends only. Convention hall one was the entrance to the wedding venue. It had rows
"But it was Evan who called me to attend the wedding. It didn't sound like he was forced," Davy Scott said. "How do you think he gave us the accommodation at the finest hotel?" Shantelle's relatives were baffled altogether. They were all eager to see how the couple would act around each other durin