He stood by the window thinking, “I can just imagine what that lucky husband is doing right now to the bhabhi in the next room!” Leaning out the w...ndow to take in the view, he overheard a conversation from the adjacent window. “What the fuck is this place?” came a woman’s voice. “I don’t like the people here, so orthodox and low class…” A man’s replied, “Like it or not honey, that’s how it will be.” “That’s how much you care.” “That’s how much I can, with a wild cat like you for a wife.” “Then. Oh hell, we'll see.It may also turn out that she and Bob aren't compatible on a personal level, but they'd never know unless they tried. She knows she likes him, a lot and without that goofy "restriction" she'd have let him fuck her silly last night. She smiled to herself and let out a heavy sigh. Maybe tonight?Bob on the other hand was completely blown away. He now knew of Heather's pain, though he couldn't truly relate having never had that kind of experience. He could certainly relate to the. He said that he would be away a lot and didn’t like Collin alone in the house.”Edward frowned, “Actually, Collin was pissed when he found out that Deirdre wasn’t coming back. He was supposed to move into the small room, but he took De’s room. When I complained, he gave me this really odd stare that creeped me out.”“Are you aware that nearly all of the girls they raped in the last three years were related to Queen de Vaal in some way?” Trae asked them.Francine gasped and sat up, “Why didn’t I. Rinse and repeat. He treated women like playthings, wrecked people’s lives, then discarded the women like trash. Only one woman in existence had captured his heart, but once she’d died, women became objects to him. I don’t think he loved any of his current four wives, but he found them visually pleasurable, so kept them around. He hardly ever fucked them, preferring the thrill of the chase with taken women.They were little more than glorified maids at this point.I hoped I would never end up the.