A Wolfs Tears

No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

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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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