Playboy's wife

Sally sat in her chair watching her boss, who was also her good friend—Derena. Derena hung up the phone, a happy expression on her face. Sally smiled and asked, "What? Did you close another deal?"

"What deal? I don't even know if I can find what White wants!"

"No problem at all. I have a lot of confidence in my colleagues in the sales department, especially with a capable boss like you in charge. What can't we get?" Sally encouraged her friend.

Derena was an only child, born to her parents in middle age, so they doted on her. Derena's hobby was collecting rare antiques from all over the world and then reselling them to interested people who could afford to pay high prices, making a considerable profit.

If you want any type of antique, just ask them to find it for you, or if you need information or catalogs, Derena's Antiques Agency can provide that service.

Sally became good friends with Direna after applying for the job of her personal secretary. Direna is only 28 years old, but she has already run her company on a considerable scale.

"I know, but..." She paused before continuing, "My biggest worry isn't that, but that he wants me to accompany him to a banquet tonight."

"Really? If you really don't want to go, why did you look so excited just now?"

"Because he promised me that I'd represent all his businesses from now on. Think about it, White's business is so profitable; so many people would kill for that opportunity!" "

That's something to be happy about. He'll be a major client for our company, so it's not unreasonable for you to accompany him to a banquet!" "

But you know perfectly well how obvious White's intentions towards me have been these past few months. I'd rather keep my distance."

"He's a good person, handsome, with an extraordinary air, and the president of a multinational corporation—the most valuable bachelor right now. Why don't you accept his advances?"

"No way! He's a playboy, always treating women like toys. He made it clear from the start that he wanted to sleep with me. Why should I be stupid enough to play games with him?"

"Don't tell me you're not attracted to him."

“Don’t forget, what I want is marriage, love, and children, so he was out of the running from the start.” She then abruptly changed the subject: “Okay, let’s not talk about him anymore. Sally, there’s something I need your help with.”

“Go ahead! I’ll help if I can.” Rina had helped her a lot before, and now that she needed her help, she was more than willing to oblige.

“I hope you can come with me to the party tonight.”

Sally’s face immediately showed a troubled expression. “Rina, it’s not that I don’t want to go with you, but I’ve already promised Tony I’d stay home with him tonight. I haven’t told him a story for a week because I’ve been working overtime.”

“I know, but I really need you to come with me. Otherwise, I really don’t know how to dodge White Rice’s advances. He always tries to touch you when no one’s around. If you’re there, he won’t dare to be too presumptuous.”

Sally suddenly laughed. “Rina, you said he was out of the running, but what happened? You still can’t do anything about him.

If a normal man acted like that towards you, wouldn’t you have kicked him into the Atlantic Ocean by now?”

Di Rina smiled helplessly and said, “He’s different. All my tricks for dealing with men are completely useless against him. He’s the kind of person who can’t understand rejection. Sally, please, for my poor friend’s sake, you have to apologize to Tony!”

“That’s the only way. I’ll ask the nanny to stay a few more hours, but I hope to be back soon.”

“No problem, I’ll definitely talk to him, so you’ll have time to put the little guy to bed. And, for your kind help, I, as your boss, will be very grateful and give you a day off. You can stay home tomorrow to keep Tony company and make up for not having had time to spend with him these past few days.”

Sally’s eyes immediately lit up. “Thank you, Rina.”

Rina couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “What are you thanking me for? Don’t forget, Tony is also my godson. I’ll find some time to go see my godson tomorrow, so he doesn’t forget his godmother.”

“How could that be? Tony keeps talking about his beautiful godmother!”

“Then it’s settled.”

The banquet was lively and joyful. Laughter and chatter filled the air, mixed with the aroma of wine and the clinking of glasses.

Sally came in White’s car, which was, of course, Rina’s insistence. White showed no displeasure; he remained as cold as ever. Looking at him, Sally couldn't help but think of another man. Their demeanor was so similar, making her feel that he and that man belonged to the same type of man.

White Rice was slender and dark-skinned, even his smile was chilling; but his well-tailored suit accentuated his handsome features, and his slightly upturned lips gave him an air of world-weariness. He really did resemble that man. How ironic, she and Rina had both attracted the same type of man—unruly, devilishly striking.

Sally stood aside watching White Rice and Rina dance intimately on the dance floor. She suddenly felt they were a perfect match and couldn't help but smile. Suddenly, she felt like she was being watched, and her hair stood on end. She slowly turned around and was met with a pair of cold eyes.

Her body was completely paralyzed; she just stared at him silently. How long had it been? How long had they been separated? Hot tears welled up in her eyes.

His eyes flashed with mockery, as if he were laughing at her. It was this attitude that she hated. Five years had passed; she had already run away from him. Why did she have to let them meet again?

She told herself that he had been heartless first, so why should she react to him? Her gaze fell on a woman in his arms—a very beautiful woman. It turned out that René had returned home.

She had originally intended to turn back, but seeing Baileys and Direna still dancing, she didn't want to interrupt them. She made a decision and resolutely turned and walked away.

In the garden, she let the cool night breeze ruffle her long hair, recalling how she and René had met, fallen in love, and become close. They had spent a very sweet time together, even going to court to have their marriage notarized. But she never imagined that René's work would be one of the main reasons for their separation. No, it should be said that René's career, along with many other women and his grandmother, had conspired to make her run away from René.

Suddenly, a mocking voice jolted her from her reverie.

"What? Aren't you lonely here all by yourself?"

Sally quickly turned to face him. His handsome face and imposing presence remained unchanged, but his eyes gleamed with an unfathomable light.

He stepped forward, narrowing his eyes at her. "Why aren't you saying anything? So happy to see me you can't speak?"

"Happy my foot! I hope I never see you again in this lifetime," she said bitterly.

He feigned surprise, raising an eyebrow. "Your temper is still as bad as ever, hasn't changed at all!"

"That's right! If you don't like it, then get lost!"

"How can I leave? If I leave, won't my wife run away again?" He suddenly reached out and hugged her waist.

She tried to push his hand away, but he opened his mouth and took her earlobe in, gently sucking on it. His other hand gripped her waist tightly. As soon as the hand that had been covering her lips moved away, he immediately moved his lips to hers and began a passionate kiss.

He sucked on her rosy lips, gently nibbling, his wet tongue skillfully exploring her mouth, entwining with her pink tongue glistening with saliva.

"Mmm…ah…"

His lips slid down her jawline, kissing his way to her chest… He deftly unbuttoned her clothes with his mouth, gently removing them.

"No…no…" She tried to resist, but she couldn't overcome his strength.

A expanse of snow-white skin appeared before him. In an instant, a flame ignited in his eyes. He lowered his head, ignoring her feeble resistance, his lips kissing her fair, beautiful skin again and again.

His lips caressed her skin, sending waves of tingling pleasure through her body. Her hands involuntarily clung to his neck, moans escaping her lips.

His tongue swirled and teased her breasts, nibbling at her sensitive buds and alluring openings. Looking up at her rapturous expression, her rosy cheeks appeared even more delicate and beautiful… His fingers slipped under the edge of her panties, gently caressing her with their pads… “Mmm…” A surge of desire ignited within her, her fingertips digging into the muscles of his arm.

He lowered his head, lightly sucking her lips, pulling down her panties, then quickly unzipping his pants, thrusting his manhood into her while standing… “That’s good. Looks like you’re still as passionate as ever. I like it,” he said with a smile. A wave

of intense pleasure washed over her, her legs tightly wrapped around his strong waist, utterly unable to refute his self-assurance. He thrust wildly and rhythmically, faster and wilder with each stroke, until finally, he released inside her with a powerful thrust.

As she nearly collapsed from the throes of orgasm, he gripped her waist tightly with his strong arms, preventing her from falling backward. She could hardly believe their wild union.

Before she could recover her strength, Ryan had already scooped her up and carried her to the car without her noticing. He then lay down beside her, removing all the clothes he hadn't had time to remove in their passion.

"I quite like celebrating our reunion this way, don't you think? Honey," he said emphatically, reminding her of her current status as he held her close, his passionate kisses continuing to fall on her face and neck.

Sally's body stiffened slightly. "You…you let go of me, who's your wife?"

"Don't forget! Our marriage still exists!"

Sally was clearly confused. She pushed his face away and looked up at him. “How could that be? I signed the divorce papers before I left, and I even left them in the study.”

Looking at her adorable expression, Ryan couldn't resist planting another kiss on her red lips. “You did sign them, but I didn't, and I even tore them up. So, we're still legally married.”

“Oh!” She sat up angrily, slapping his arm. “I don't want to! I won't agree to that!”

Ryan's face instantly turned grim. “I allowed you to leave me back then, otherwise, do you think you could have escaped? And it's the same now. Since I won't let you go, you can't leave. I'll give you some time, but before that, why don't you think about this?”

He didn't give her a chance to speak, then kissed her lips again. Sally couldn't help but groan in frustration. It was always like this; she couldn't resist his kisses and caresses, and she succumbed faster than anyone else.

She groaned helplessly, her arms automatically wrapping around his back. All protests and arguments could wait, but the desire burning within her couldn't.

Upon noticing her reaction, Ryan immediately deepened the kiss with satisfaction. His warm lips covered hers, and his fiery tongue unhesitatingly plunged into her mouth, demanding her sweetness.

It was a passionate kiss; his nimble tongue intertwined with hers, filled with a demanding intensity, repeatedly probing her mouth, foreshadowing the impending conquest.

His hands began to roam over her body, skillfully caressing her breasts.

"Ah..." Sally couldn't find the words to describe her feelings, only helplessly writhing and arching her body towards him, wanting more.

His burning, reddened eyes were fixed on her, unable to suppress the heat coursing through him.

"Sasha, my darling..." he murmured hoarsely.

Her whole body flushed red, her tender flesh ablaze with desire, her breath quickening, her breasts swaying beautifully with each gasp.

Satisfied, he thrust himself into her with a powerful stroke. She opened her eyes wide in astonishment. The realness of him filling her body made her groan involuntarily.

He began to thrust inside her, and her body absorbed the powerful force of each deep thrust, strangely experiencing the intense pleasure he brought.

With each violent pounding up and down and side to side, she contracted more tightly, and he thrust even faster. The final climax made her scream out, collapsing into his arms, receiving his hot seed... When Sally woke up, she found Ryan lying beside her, looking at her with bright eyes.

"Good morning! Sasha, I really like waking up and seeing you beside me."

As soon as Sally saw him, all the scenes from last night flooded into her mind. Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly sat up, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings. "This is..."

"This is our home! You were so tired last night that you fell asleep, and I couldn't wake you no matter what I did, so I had to bring you back."

"What!? How could you not take me home? Little Tony, he..." She suddenly stopped, realizing she almost revealed Little Tony's existence. If she did, Ryan would definitely try to take the child from her.

He hugged her from behind, gently biting her earlobe as he said, "Why didn't you finish? Are you afraid I'd find out you were hiding your son?" He suddenly exerted force, pressing her onto the bed from behind.

As he licked and sucked her ears and the back of her neck from behind, she immediately understood what he wanted to do and struggled fiercely. "No... Ryan, this is enough."

"No, this isn't enough for me. Besides, we still have to settle the score for you hiding your son!" He just chuckled deeply and sensually.

The intense lovemaking left them both breathless and panting. Ryan calmed down first, getting out of bed and going to the bathroom to shower. Meanwhile, Sally remained lying in bed, eyes closed. Even

after so many years apart, they were still very compatible in bed. After last night, she knew that separating from him would be even more difficult, but returning to his side required immense courage. He still wouldn't tell her what she meant to him.

In his heart, besides being his wife, did she mean nothing else?

A warm hand gently slid across her bare back. She instinctively knew it was Ryan. She didn't move, nor did she open her eyes. She decided to give up arguing with him, because she knew all too well how domineering, authoritarian, and arrogant Ryan was. Once he made a decision, he would disregard everyone's objections and carry it out.

Knowing his personality too well was precisely what made her uneasy. She knew that unless he gave up himself, she couldn't escape his control.

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