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“Go ahead. Call HR. I’d love to see how that goes. Go ahead and tell them Mrs. Devereaux, your wife, is harassing you.”
Boss bitch moment
Allha female
Goddamn
“Tell me you’ll be mine for as long as we’re married, Alyssa. Promise me you’ll be mine like I am yours.”
“You’re mine, Alyssa, and I’m done playing games. I’m done stepping aside and trying to do the right thing. You’re mine.”
“Tell me you’re mine, Alyssa. Officially from now on. No more games. No more blurred lines. No more flirting with other people and making each other jealous. No more guessing and no more miscommunication. I want you, heart and soul. Tell me you want that too.”
“Alyssa, I can’t believe you’re really lying here with me,” he whispers. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
He’s looking at me so lovingly that my heart feels ready to burst. It’s like I’m all he can see, all he’ll ever want or need.
“You’ve had so many of my firsts,” he whispers. “You’re the first girl I ever bought flowers and chocolates for, other than my mum. The first girl to sit in my car after I got my license. The first and only girl I’ve ever picked up drunk at a nightclub.”
“You’re the only girl I’ve ever taken to the ballet and the only one I’ve ever sat and watched
movies with on my sofa. You’re also the only girl I’ve ever cooked for and the only one to have entered my apartment. It’s a sacred space to me, and I’ve only ever shared it with you, your dad, and my family. You might not have had my every first, but you’ll have all my lasts. You’ll be the last girl I’ll ever ...
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“I need to put a ring on you, Wifey,” he says. “A tiny little collar for your finger. I’m sick and tired of men hanging around you, coveting what is mine.”
“Alyssa, baby… you better hear me when I say this,” he groans, thrusting into me harder. “I won’t ever let you go. I made that mistake once, and I’ll never do it again. I’m going to pursue you until you give in and agree to be mine again.”
But while I was falling for you, you were busy falling for someone else.
“Finally,” he whispers. “Finally, you’re truly mine. I love you to the moon and back, Alyssa Devereaux.” I giggle against his lips and rise to my tiptoes to kiss him again. “I love you too, husband dearest.”
