Charles face was filled with raged as he stared at me holding Esme. Yes, i have to admit that i did feel bad for beijar another man's wife but, he didn't deserve her one bit. "Esme, you little slut what are you doing?" he screamed. "Carlisle you need to leave right now?" Esme whispered in my ear. "I will not leave you with him this angry." I told her. She gave me a quick smile. "Sir, this is all my fault, i kissed your wife she had no intention of my visit going this far." i explained to him. He stepped closer to me. His breath cheirado, cheirava, smelt of acholal. "Esme, go to the bedroom I will be there in...
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