The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 292

“You can cry a little louder,” he growled, ripping open her nightgown and biting her lip forcefully. “Tonight is your wedding night, isn’t it? You’re waiting for your husband, I assume? Well, he’s probably not coming back, so I’ll keep you company instead.”

“No! You big bad wolf, let me go!”

“I’m much better than your husband!”

“Lies! My husband is the most amazing man in the world!”

“Hah. You’ll see in a minute that I’m the best.”

“Don’t… you… you’re so hot…”

“What, feeling good now?”

“You fiend. Be gentle.”

It turned out that a little role-playing was quite a turn-on. They were soon lost in each other, demanding and taking with unrestrained passion. Penelope, staying in character, would periodically cry for help, push him away, or even bite him. Theodore, finding it harder to act, remained silent, focusing solely on conquering her body.

After a short break, Penelope gasped, resuming her performance. “I hear something outside! I think my husband is back! Quick, you have to hide!”

“…”

“Hurry! Don’t let him find us, or he’ll leave me!”

“Then you’ll come with me?”

“Never! Do you know who my husband is? He’s Theodore Stapleton! The legendary man so handsome it’s a crime. And not only is he handsome, he’s rich and powerful. A materialistic woman like me could never leave him.”

“Is that so? Your husband sounds quite impressive.”

“But you’re pretty impressive too,” she purred, teasing him again. “How about this? You can be my lover. We can sneak around behind my husband’s back, live a life of debauchery, and spend all his money and live in his house.”

“My moral compass isn’t as flexible as yours. I’m starting to feel a little guilty.”

“Pfft. You look pretty excited about it.”

Theodore pinned her beneath him again. “Hmph. So, I hear you’ve been keeping a lover behind my back, spending my money and living in my house?”

“Not at all! I was forced into it,” she whined.

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