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The evening prior to my wedding anniversary, I was stunned by a threatening email demanding a substantial sum of money.
The footage, captured by a concealed camera in a hotel room during Cornelius Lynch's business trip, revealed intimate encounters.
"My spouse is so traditional, restricting my actions. It's stifling," he complained.
For three consecutive nights, he was with different women, each bearing a striking resemblance to his childhood flame, Zevanka Collins.
The explicit nature and scale of the recordings left me speechless and numb.
[I refuse to pay. If you intend to spread it, do so quickly.]
[Should you fail to release it by 5 pm tomorrow, I'll do it myself.]

Betrayal, and a Supermoon, My Time-Traveling Revenge Plot

A gentle wind rustled through the air. As I sat beside Killian, I recounted my journey through time from ancient eras.


I also shared stories of my previous life with Killian.


"During the conflict, we never heard any triumphant reports from the royal forces. I suspected something had occurred at the frontier, and indeed, word of your demise soon spread across the city."


"Yet when I next opened my eyes, I found myself in this strange new age."


Killian listened attentively, never interrupting my lengthy tale.


My narrative spanned from ancient times to the present, from Killian to Cornelius.


Throughout the decade I spent with Cornelius, we never engaged in intimate relations.


Simply because Cornelius was not Killian.


Cornelius once assured me he didn't mind such matters. He loved me for who I was.


However, he eventually went back on his word.


"I might indeed be the Killian you speak of."


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