Well, one really. I was thinking that it’s time I met someone and maybe settled down but she isn’t interested.” I didn’t say the last sentence...quite like that. I missed out the stuff after the ‘but’. I’m not that dumb. “You’re mean you’re going to stop killing people?” “No. I’m going to carry on killing people. I just want someone to come home to at night. Maybe have one person who is pleased to see me. Someone who understands.” “And you think you’re going to meet that person in here?” “I have. ”“We will talk about it tonight.”I noticed that she had changed the sheets on our bed when I got home. And she teased me all evening about her anniversary night with her lover; she wouldn’t tell me any details until we went to bed. She changed in the bathroom while I got into bed; when she joined me, she, finally told me all about her anniversary lovemaking session with Chris, while she was sucking me off.She told me how he fucked her hard, especially for me. He spanked her ass for almost. Many wealthy merchants had winter homes here, so the population was much more diverse than common in the region. The presence of those merchants had also prompted a local to make a very wise investment, constructing a large meetinghouse that served snacks and coffee around the clock. The place was dispelled, and had lead lined walls that prevented scrying. It had become a hub of merchant negotiations almost immediately upon opening for business.Since nearly all business in the town was. He was mouth fucking her.Before he could eject, a harsh sound reached Shanaya’s ears. She left his dick and raised her head to find Armaan with a rod in his hand. Sidharth was lying down on the floor, blood oozing out from his back head.“What the fuck did you do Armaan?” she rose in a shock.“What should I have done? He was making you do all this.” He looked frightened.“Oh, it’s ok.” She tried to hide her lust behind her baby face.“What to do now?” He asked.“Leave him for a while and finish what.