All Chapters of The Secret Wife: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Laughter filled the room as we relished the sweet conclusion to our meal.Cullen's mum expressed her gratitude to Drew for his presence and the enjoyable evening we had shared."I'm glad you could join us tonight Drew. It means a lot to have you here, I miss the old times" she said, her eyes filled with genuine appreciation.Drew smiled, feeling a sense of belonging in this moment. Drew expressed his gratitude for the warm hospitality.As we finished our meal, we lingered at the table, engaging in casual conversation and savoring the company. It didn't seem like a bad idea altogether having Cullen's mum around. We heard the grand doors of the mansion swing open, followed by the distinct sound of footsteps echoing through the hallway. It didn't take long for us to recognize the familiar male voice that accompanied the approaching steps."Hello everyone, sorry I'm late for dinner," Cullen announced as he made his way to the dining table, taking a seat opposite Drew."We understand,"

The gentle rays of sunshine peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. As I slowly emerged from the realm of dreams, I felt the soft touch of a body mist scent lingering in the air. It was a delicate aroma that instantly refreshed my senses, gently nudging me awake.With a contented sigh, I allowed my eyelids to part, revealing a world drenched in morning light. I stretched my limbs luxuriously, savoring the comforting sensation of my body awakening from its slumber. The soft sheets embraced me, creating a cocoon of comfort that made it difficult to leave the sanctuary of my bed.Then, I heard a familiar voice, resonating with warmth and affection from across the room. "Good morning, beautiful," it called out to me. The sound carried a masculine timbre that filled the air, instantly putting a smile on my face."Cullen?" I called out, my voice carrying a hint of surprise mixed with delight.He approached me with a confident stride, his presence captivating a

With a gentle squeeze, a fine mist of the fragrant spray enveloped my hair, delicately caressing each strand. The hairspray subtly enhanced the natural sheen of my hair, creating an ethereal glow that caught the light and accentuated its vitality.As I stood before the mirror, a sense of satisfaction washed over me. The simple yet intentional hairstyle I had created surpassed my expectations. The way the strands gently swept across my face added a hint of allure, highlighting my features and drawing attention to my eyes. The shine imparted by the hairspray brought forth a polished appearance, as if my hair had been meticulously prepared by a professional stylist.A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I realized that sometimes the simplest of choices could yield the most remarkable results. My hair, now flowing effortlessly and exuding a captivating radiance, completed my ensemble perfectly. With a final glance in the mirror, I affirmed that the time spent on my hair had bee

Just as Drew's footsteps drew nearer, a wave of panic washed over me when I heard Cullen's mother's voice calling out to him from the hallway. The sound resonated through the air, piercing the fragile bubble of secrecy we had created."Yes, Mum, I'm coming," Cullen's voice carried from the hallway, providing a temporary reprieve from the impending danger. I held my breath, anxiously waiting for the footsteps to fade away once more.Not long after, I heard the sound of the footsteps receding, echoing with each retreating step. A sigh of relief escaped my lips, as if releasing the tension that had gripped me. The danger had passed, at least for the moment."Drew, we have to... we have to stop," I said, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and resolve. I needed him to understand the gravity of our situation.He looked at me, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and understanding. "Tell me you don't love me, and I'll stop. I promise," he pleaded, his voice soft and sincere.I st

"Shhh... they might hear you," he whispered, looking up at me briefly before burying his head on my chest once again. His actions were accompanied by an intensity that was both hard and rough, his lips and tongue exploring my breasts with fervor. He suckled and nibbled with a passionate hunger, occasionally using his palm to caress and handle my other breast, adding a touch of controlled strength to our intimate encounter.Just as our desires reached a peak, a knock echoed through the door, causing us to immediately freeze in our movements. "Who's there?" I called out, attempting to compose myself."It's me, Cullen. Are you alright? I thought I heard voices," Cullen's concerned voice came from the other side."I'm fine, Cullen. Just taking a shower," I replied, raising my voice to make sure he could hear me."Alright then. Lunch is ready, though. We're waiting for you," he informed me, his steps fading away down the hall."Drew!" I hissed at him in a whispered tone, my frustration