RYAN POV
I looked at the busty brunette spent from all the f*****g I gave her.
She was limp and trying to catch her air.
It was a good f**k as always.
I had intentionally brought her into my house to have s*x with her so Jemiah could hear.
I wanted her to hear the moans and cry of another woman f**k**g her supposed husband.
This is just the tip of the iceberg of what she will experience In my hand.
I will keep on bringing her shame, humiliate her, and ignore her like she didn't exist. She could have just taken my f*****g money instead of agreeing to get married to me.
I had planned to f**k Julia all night because I wanted to make sure Jemiah hear it but she made the job easier when I heard her door open when I was already half way down the job. I quickly slipped into Julia and made her scream loud enough for Jemiah to hear.
I smiled when I remembered her running downstairs footsteps. Mission accomplished.
Julia started rubbing her hand seductively down my body. She wanted another round from the lustful look in her gaze.
With all pleasure missy “ I said planting a kiss on her lips and quickly wore another condom.
I always wore a condom, no way in hell would anyone tie me with a baby. I don't even plan to have kids.
I rammed into her which made her scream, I wasn't a small man so I always get that scream from ladies except I choose to be gentle.
I adjusted and continued going. Her eyes started rolling in from the pleasure and soon started shouting my name.
She better enjoy this while it lasts because I hardly repeat women.
I f**k her harder trying to forget about the event of today. Jemiah, the forced wedding, And most especially my pain, the pain I have been hiding for more than half of my life.
The unforgettable pain that made me a cold playboy.