Tears Of A Vampire

The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Huo Wuer

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband's Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn't find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn't even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father's legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn's party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara's health and managing every detail of Caden's empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I'd drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause-if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I'd forgotten.

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his face is fierce and handsome. Her hair, which is as long as her nape, is what makes someone like her even more handsome. He was sitting on a chair made of soft and stable wood that looked like a king's chair.

her top is bare, showing her white skin but muscular body. His stomach is stony and his shoulders are broad, showing his stony arms.

He is 6 feet and 27 years old. I don't know why I liked someone nine years older than me.

I approached him so he looked at me. He immediately stood up and walked towards me.

I smiled and grabbed his neck so he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer to him.

"I miss you." he said and smiled while staring at my face.

I bit my lip and stared at his very handsome face which made me fall in love with him even more.

I never thought that when I landed in the place where I used to live, I would find someone like him.

Our lips met each other's eagerness. no matter how many times he's kissed me, it's like my body softens every time he covers my lips.

He pulled down the zipper of my dress so I let go of his hug and I bit my lip when I finally took my dress down. therefore, his eyes are also free to observe my naked top while only panties cover my bottom.

We came closer again and his lips touched mine again. his hand crawled to my seat so that my legs rose spontaneously to wrap around his waist. His kiss crawled on the side of my lips towards the back of my ear until it went to my jaw.

I swallowed and looked up as his lips crawled on my neck as he laid me down on his very soft bed.

"Ahhhh.." I moaned as he rolled his tongue on my chest. I bit my lip and held his head to bring him closer to my chest.

"This is mine." he said as he let go of my chest and licked the line between my chest towards my neck until he covered my lips again.

I smiled as our lips parted. I really love him. even though he is too mysterious to me, I want to be with this man for life.

My body arched and I was very close to his shoulder as his hand crawled down to my belly and he put his hand inside my panties to play with my womanhood.

"It's hot inside." he said as his finger felt my mood.

I held her face and kissed her making her smile before responding to my kiss. He removed his finger and grabbed my waist before changing our positions.

I let go of the kiss and pulled down my panties. I went down between his thighs and pulled down his boxers. I looked at him when I saw how excited his length was now furious. I held his length that gaped at his mouth.

"You like it?" I will ask.

His face turned red as he looked at what I was doing along his length. I grinned and took a bite of his in my mouth, which made his body tense and tense even more.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

I smiled and sucked the end of his length which made him lose even more. He pulled my head so I stopped sucking on his length and sat on his stomach.

He lifted me so I was holding his chest while he centered his length.

We both moaned as he thrust into me. He gripped my seat while I was starting to ride him.

"Ahh! You're still tight, baby."

"You like it?" I asked him flirtatiously. I don't know why I'm so excited for him. I'm not like this. but since he got my innocence, it was like something suddenly flowed in my blood that I wanted this man to be mine.

"Yes, let's say I fucking love it." he said making me smile.

We stayed in that position for a while and I shivered again for the second time. he changed our position so he was on top again. He put his hand on my side and moved freely on top of me.

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