Tessa Fox

How often was it that two madly successful brothers wanted to sleep with a nobody like me? They worshipped my mom-bod when my own husband couldn't. 
They fought with each other to make me theirs. And all of this unleashed passion that no couple nor even a pornstar could reach - over a Christmas getaway. 
Sometimes, working as a tour guide comes with its own 'troubles', I guess! 

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My body was on fire. The young blood, who claimed to be a singer of some sort, had his hand on the small of my back. 
Sex with Raphael was anything but exciting. No foreplay, no kissing and no cuddling after boring sex.
But with this young, charming man named DYLAN, I felt excitement even before I guided him to my room. I quickly realized he was right next door - Dylan was my tour neighbor. 
Dylan looked at someone and winked at them before closing the door. That was weird. But I was too dazed to realize it. 
Dylan turned back to me, his piercing eyes gazing down at me. My body was tingling.
One look and I could see the man's toned body under his soft, spandex white tee. I bit my lip, accidentally directing the hormonal male's attention to my plump, pink lips. 
"Are those rose petals...?" Dylan asked, biting his own lip. The sound that he made immediately after made my thighs clench. It sounded like the sexiest groan of a frustrated man!
What was that?

Christmas Secrets and the Brothers' Bet

　　She got dressed up for a reason. She was going to meet the bloated goat, wasn't she?


　　"Aria, please stay at the daycare for a while, okay? Momma has a lot of work to do baby. I will pick you up soon." I said to my daughter, keys jiggling in my hand.


　　"Okay..." Hearing her broken reply, I sighed, yet cut the call. I was making her feel abandoned, wasn't I? But I was doing this for her. Out of my love for her and because I needed evidence to fight against the wrongdoers in court. I'm sorry, my little angel.


　　After work, Serena and our manager were all hubbly bubbly with each other. He took her hand and squeezed it with a stupid expression on his face. As if he was enticed and horny...ew. I could throw up at the sight.


CHAPTER 80: Going According To The Plan