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The Night My Wife Chose Another Man
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- ISBN8232941727
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- Date de parution03/09/2025
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- ÉditeurHamza elmir
Résumé
For five years, I thought I knew every secret, every desire my wife held. I was wrong. Lirien is more than my wife; she is the center of my world. But tonight, a new hunger burns in her eyes, a defiant need to push our boundaries to the breaking point. Her request is simple, yet it threatens to shatter everything we've built: she wants to be with another man. And she wants me to watch. He is Vren.
A man whose magnetic presence fills a room, exuding a confidence that both fascinates and terrifies me. He is not here to wreck our home; he is here by invitation. Her invitation. Now, I am a spectator to my own life, bound by a promise made in a whisper. Every touch, every command, every gasp is a test of my trust. I watch as Lirien takes control, her hands weaving a symphony of pleasure and painful ecstasy.
This is her choice, her power, her fantasy made real. With every moment, I feel a toxic cocktail of raw jealousy and an aching, unheard of curiosity. This is a game of absolute trust, played on the edge of a knife. She says I'm still hers, but as she guides another man's hands over her body, I'm forced to ask myself.How much can you watch before you break?
A man whose magnetic presence fills a room, exuding a confidence that both fascinates and terrifies me. He is not here to wreck our home; he is here by invitation. Her invitation. Now, I am a spectator to my own life, bound by a promise made in a whisper. Every touch, every command, every gasp is a test of my trust. I watch as Lirien takes control, her hands weaving a symphony of pleasure and painful ecstasy.
This is her choice, her power, her fantasy made real. With every moment, I feel a toxic cocktail of raw jealousy and an aching, unheard of curiosity. This is a game of absolute trust, played on the edge of a knife. She says I'm still hers, but as she guides another man's hands over her body, I'm forced to ask myself.How much can you watch before you break?
For five years, I thought I knew every secret, every desire my wife held. I was wrong. Lirien is more than my wife; she is the center of my world. But tonight, a new hunger burns in her eyes, a defiant need to push our boundaries to the breaking point. Her request is simple, yet it threatens to shatter everything we've built: she wants to be with another man. And she wants me to watch. He is Vren.
A man whose magnetic presence fills a room, exuding a confidence that both fascinates and terrifies me. He is not here to wreck our home; he is here by invitation. Her invitation. Now, I am a spectator to my own life, bound by a promise made in a whisper. Every touch, every command, every gasp is a test of my trust. I watch as Lirien takes control, her hands weaving a symphony of pleasure and painful ecstasy.
This is her choice, her power, her fantasy made real. With every moment, I feel a toxic cocktail of raw jealousy and an aching, unheard of curiosity. This is a game of absolute trust, played on the edge of a knife. She says I'm still hers, but as she guides another man's hands over her body, I'm forced to ask myself.How much can you watch before you break?
A man whose magnetic presence fills a room, exuding a confidence that both fascinates and terrifies me. He is not here to wreck our home; he is here by invitation. Her invitation. Now, I am a spectator to my own life, bound by a promise made in a whisper. Every touch, every command, every gasp is a test of my trust. I watch as Lirien takes control, her hands weaving a symphony of pleasure and painful ecstasy.
This is her choice, her power, her fantasy made real. With every moment, I feel a toxic cocktail of raw jealousy and an aching, unheard of curiosity. This is a game of absolute trust, played on the edge of a knife. She says I'm still hers, but as she guides another man's hands over her body, I'm forced to ask myself.How much can you watch before you break?
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