IndusLeo

She doesn't remember getting married. Why?
Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy?
Who knows?
Even she doesn't remember. She was fucking intoxicated!
All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out.
Contractual terms:
1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you.
2. Try not to whore around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy.
3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply.
4. Sex is optional.
5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce.
PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this shit and get more money.
If there are rules against having sex while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too.
Because THIS isn't fair!

Playboy's Secret Wife

After the embarrassing encounter with the hot jerk in room 903, I tiptoe to my own room. Lena spots me immediately.


“Just… around…” I say, while tossing my clothes out from the luggage bag.


“Did you finally fucked someone?” She drawls.


There is no way I will admit I slept in a stranger’s room. I would rather say I had a one-night stand. It’s less embarrassing.


She jumps out of the bed. “WHAT! Fuckin finally! Tell me Everything!!”


I roll my eyes. “Nope! I don’t ask you questions about your sex life!” I say and walk into the bath before she can bombard with more questions.


“Oh Well, I can tell you everything how boring my and Jake’s sex life has become lately,” she yells at me.


I smile but do not answer her. Knowingly and unknowingly, I have had a glimpse of their sex life. It seems pretty exciting. They do things I didn’t even know existed.


Chapter 14 Betrayed