Betrayed My Billionaire Husband

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What kind of crazy person drinks alcohol while working on their laptop at 3 in the morning? Their fingers start typing erotic things about their past with an ex-lover. And that person is me.

Diego Michele is like dopamine, oxytocin, even cocaine to me. Whenever I close my eyes, erotic visions appear in my mind, my body tenses as I feel the waves of sensations I can never forget. And now I'm pouring it all into a novel based on my real experiences.

I recount my story of having a free world with Abygail, my roommate and partner in crime when we're overwhelmed with our PhD studies. Yes, we're wild, sexy, and very smart.

"You know, I'm going to have very hot s*x with Dj Lee."

My eyes widened perfectly. "Really? You're crazy?"

Oh, I shouldn't have reacted that way, because a beautiful Latina woman like her, with a sexy and alluring aura in her DNA, is irresistible. Her adorable curly hair, her assets of extraordinary beauty, and her exotic skin - I'm sure no one can resist her.

"We'll meet in class tomorrow morning, okay?"

I gave a nod.

And finally, I left the nightclub alone tonight. Abygail? Don't ask about her. I saw her happily sucking the big p***s of her desired Dj backstage.

"Hey, beautiful. Do you need a companion tonight?"

"A beautiful woman like you shouldn't be spending the night alone, right?"

"Come with us."

Damn. I was suddenly stopped by three fierce men. I was truly tired and reluctant to deal with people like them on the street.

I tried to avoid them and choose to leave them behind. But unfortunately, they kept blocking my way.

"I don't need a companion. So get out of my way."

But of course, they didn't obey my words. Instead, they dared to corner me against the wall behind me.

"Hey, what are you doing with my woman, huh?"

Suddenly, someone said that. We all turned to the man who was standing there, confidently and... handsomely. He stepped closer and then did something - he grabbed my hand and held it tightly.

"Unfortunately, you'll have to find another woman tonight. Because this one is mine," he said.

And the next moment, they just left. While I looked at the man who had freed me from those brutal men with admiration.

"Are you okay? I mean, you won't be okay if you keep wandering around on these streets alone."

I was still looking at him.

And he seemed confused by my silence.

"You don't think I'm like them, do you?" He asked again. And that tickled me, making me laugh in front of him.

"I'm serious. It's not safe for you to keep walking alone. There are a lot of men like them on these streets."

I raised my eyebrows curiously. "How do you know?"

And he gave me a business card. "Diego Michele?" I was somewhat familiar with the name. I squinted my eyes, as it was difficult to read without my reading glasses. Until I finally found the small print at the bottom of his name.

"You're a record producer??" I looked at him with an investigative face. And after looking closer, I realized that the man in front of me was the owner of a famous record company. And the bar I visited with Abygail earlier was one of his business ventures.

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"WOW! No wonder you know this environment so well," I expressed with a look of admiration.

"And I know very well that you will keep being harassed by those street ruffians if you continue walking alone," he said as he walked towards the parked car and opened the door for me.

Truly, I don't know if this is a stroke of luck or what to call it. But I'm glad I was intercepted by those men earlier and ended up with this remarkable man.

Of course, I proceeded to step into his car. And he too got in and started driving.

"So why were you wandering the streets alone?"

He initiated the conversation. And I told him how I was left behind by my roommate who wanted to spend the night with a man she was interested in.

"So you'll be going home and be all alone in your room? Doesn't that sound... lonely?"

I chuckled, "You sound like the ruffian you just chased away, Mr. Michele."

And he burst out laughing, then apologized to me. He explained with his words, you know... trying to defend himself.

We chatted for a long time. I listened to his stories and some artists he worked with. And he listened about my ongoing doctoral studies.

"You'll truly be lonely if you go home."

I raised both my eyebrows at his statement. "I mean, we're already close to your place, and you don't have to be alone if you stop by your place."

Look at that. He made his move.

"Hmm, is that so? Can you guarantee that I won't be lonely with you?"

He put on a smirk that tempted me to try being with him. "I'll prove it to you, very soon."

He was earnest about not making me feel lonely. He made me feel her presence right on my skin, down to my breath.

"I won't let you down," He said before he resumed kissing me. He guided me to the bed in his room. But it would be less exciting if I just submitted and followed his lead.

"What's wrong?"

His face looked very amusing when I broke the kiss and pushed his chest away.

"You're too rushed. We still have the whole night to enjoy together," I replied.

And what I did now was to wander around him very spacious and artistic room. A grand piano was parked in the room. Abstract paintings adorned the walls. A classic-style carpet was spread out, and let's not forget the vast yard with a refreshing swimming pool outside.

I then walked out there, circling the edge of the swimming pool that looked so blue. The starry night sky above, and the shirtless man across from me, ignited my wild fantasies.

The urge of my desire made me act like a seductress. I removed all my clothes until I stood naked right in front of him.

"Wow..." He grinned with eyes that couldn't hide all his lust, want, and amazement. I knew that. I was very proud of my lovely body. He couldn't deny how beautiful my body was.

Even his gaze seemed to want to devour me. His lips hungrily captured mine. His tongue started to play and intertwine with mine inside my mouth. It was very captivating. Even his hands started to caress my body, from my chest, back, waist, down to my round buttocks which he just squeezed.

"Ahh..." I moaned sexily the moment he reached my c******s. That sensitive spot made me active and wild.

I looked at him, who was already yearning so much. But again, I didn't want to just play without something thrilling.

"Oh, Camille!" He cried out half in surprise when I plunged myself into his swimming pool.

And when I brought my head back to the surface to see him, he laughed with a shake of his head. "You really want it like this?" He asked.

"Come here, this pool is too big and I might get lonely if I'm here alone," I replied sweetly and teasingly.

Diego laughed freely. I knew my antics might be seen as quirky by him. But that only lasted for a moment. Because then he took off all his clothes and became as naked as me. "Didn't I tell you that I won't let you feel lonely?"

And he jumped in and swam closer to me. He pulled me close to his body. We kissed and caressed each other in the water, and it was tremendously delightful. With him, I felt my wild imagination becoming reality.

"Ah,"