ESTELLE

I thought my nightmare was over, but it seemed this was just the beginning— this was probably my life now, constantly worrying about my husband’s well-being whenever he wasn’t around. 

To be with a man whose words were his honor, I had learned to be patient and understanding. But I still couldn’t ignore that he was putting his life on the line for me, his family, and the people he valued the most, including his men.

Biting my lip, I closed my eyes as I felt the cold lips against my bare shoulder. Unable to help myself, I gave him access. Maybe it was true. Pregnant women still enjoyed...