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Wife’s Bitter Revenge Against Neglectful CEO Husband

Teela married King Heavenly because she loved him, but life in the Heavenly household was anything but euphoric. Lettie, her hard-as-nails mother-in-law, treats her like an unpaid servant. The family treats her like an outsider. King treats her like a shadow, transparent and forgettable. When Lettie presses Teela to prove her value to the family or get out, Teela has a decision to make. But she’s not leaving without a fight. King Heavenly rules Heavenly Industries with an iron fist, but he leaves his home life to his mother to manage, and that includes the management of his boring little wife. Teela has never complained. She’s never done anything interesting, for that matter. She’s just one more responsibility in a long line of responsibilities that King shoulders on a daily basis, and that is exactly how he treats her — as a responsibility that he’s delegated to his mother. Suddenly Teela steps out of the shadows and into a fight with him and his whole family, and King is baffled by the ruthless actions of his now daring wife. He’d always heard that vengeance is a dish best served cold, but Teela is coming in hot!

CaseysPen · 现代言情
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134 Chs

Everything I Wanted

I groaned and melted into the mattress.

"Too hard?" Jake asked.

"Un hunh. Perfect."

Jake wasted his time in the military. He was a massage god. Ten minutes under his hands, and I was pretty sure sex was overrated. The real path to heaven was a full belly, just enough alcohol to let go of the guilt, and Jake's magic hands.

Why was it again that I turned him down? Oh, yeah, magic hands or not, I didn't feel that way about him.

He moved down my back and over my buttocks, which were so sore. Jake was right, as usual. I overdid it at The Red Dragon. I'd be lucky to walk tomorrow.

By the time Jake worked his way down to the soles of my feet, my eyelids were drooping. Jake was right again. I would sleep.

Before I dozed all the way off, Jake covered me with a blanket and shut off the light.

"I owe you," I mumbled.

"I'll collect one day. Now, sleep."