My husband's mistress is a Man 7

“Zane, Zane… that’s enough.”

June’s palm pressed lightly but firmly against his chest, pushing him back into the seat.

Zane froze, staring at her like she’d just stolen his last breath. His cheeks were flushed, his lips still parted, eyes shimmering with unshed tears..the kind a spoiled boy ge...

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