Breeding the Betrayer’s Wife(2) 🍆💦

Alex’s POV

I couldn’t go home.

The thought of stepping back into that house; our house, the same house where Chloe’s moans still echoed in my skull, where Joel’s cum had stained our sheets, made bile rise in my throat. I checked into the farthest decent hotel, the kind with blackout curtains and mini fridge whiskey, enough to ease the darkness forming in my head.

I threw my keys on the nightstand, collapsed onto the bed with clothes still on and just stared blankly at the ceiling.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it again: Chloe blindfolded, ass up, pussy stretched around Joel’s...