R Rated (18) One Short Love Story

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Jade Redfern never did manage to make Zephaniah Owens warm up to her even after three years. Once she saw through the truth of all the unendurable shame she experienced, she decided to give up and handed over the divorce papers. “Since you don’t love me, file for a divorce.”She did not expect that she would have another life growing in her after the divorce. When her ex-husband saw her emptying her stomach, he stormed over and trapped her in the washroom.“Whose is it?”“It’s less than a month. Don’t worry, it’s definitely not yours, Mister Owens.” Jade Redfern smiled faintly.

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Jasmine —¡Bájame! —grité, golpeando con mis puños su ancha espalda. Golpearlo se sentía como arremeter contra una pared de ladrillos. —Cállate, Omega —gruñó Ryder. Cruzamos el río poco profundo que marcaba el límite de las Tierras Muertas. En el segundo en que mis botas salieron del agua, me soltó. Caí con fuerza sobre la orilla lodosa, raspándome las palmas de las manos. —¡¿Cuál es tu problema?! —logré articular, retrocediendo a rastras. Mi cuerpo seguía temblando por el calor del celo, pero la absoluta falta de respeto que emanaba de él me sacó de ese estado de aturdimiento. Ryder estaba de pie sobre mí, con el pecho agitado y sus ojos azul gélido prácticamente brillando con asco bajo la luz de la luna. Se limpió la mano en sus pantalones tácticos, como si tocarme hubiera dejado una enfermedad en su piel. —¿Mi problema? —se rio. Fue un sonido cruel y hueco—. Mi problema es que, de todos los lobos en este territorio olvidado de Dios, la Diosa Luna me ató a una loba débil y patética que ni siquiera puede mantener su aroma bajo control.