I gasped when I saw the bellboy standing there, eyes gaping, staring at my chest.Breasts. . . my breasts! I kept forgetting. My hands flew up to cover...my nakedness.Phil took my wrist and easily forced my hand down. "Don't you start being modest now, you were the one who wanted to get married in your undies," he laughed. The liar! He was the one who had sent me into the bathroom with nothing but panties, stockings, garters, and heels.He shrugged his shoulders at the bellhop. "Women. . ." he said. Then it will really be over. Turn to look at him. Mistake! His eyes lock on to mine and I’m caught. I can’t turn away. He is leaning in, I try to run away and his lips kiss half my lips and half my cheek. Oh god, I can’t resist. I quickly turn my head and lock onto his lips. Oh! Sweet, wet, perfect. I’m lost in this kiss, the next one, the next. ‘We can’t do this, it’s over.’ I whisper. ‘I know’ he replies as he kisses me again. As we start to breath each other’s breath, locked together kiss. I told her to wax her body so that she looks hot and sexy and silky smooth. So she started texting hotly with my other no. Then on I started texting hot thing like what kind dress she wearing? What kind of inner wears her wearing? Later she started responding positively more than my expectation. Day by day i started telling to learn more aboutsex by reading sex books and told her to watch the sex stuffs in net so she agreedThen she always used to message my other no whenever she got doubt on. It’s my right to kill you.” “I’m not your wife any more. I’m alive and you’re dead. No one can be married to a dead man.” “I love you, baby,” he blubbered. “You vowed to be faithful to me and then you cheated on me with everyone under the sun, but I love–” “I don’t love you, and I never did.” I met Deadman’s eyes, which were intent on me. “I married you because I wanted to have children and you had money. You never told me how your family had made that money. Death. You sold death disguised as.