The Billionaire's Substitute Ex-Wife Returns

My husband never loved me during our five-year marriage.

But I never thought he would cheat on me with his brother’s wife.

“I can't believe I thought you were a man. You're no man Sebastian Frost, but a heartless monster!”

Dimmed lights, flowers on the bed, soft music in the background, and Sebastian was groaning against my ear. Everything about this night was perfect and heaven.

I moaned, closed my eyes, and clutched my nails deep into his skin.

"A- Anna... Yes." He groaned, and I thought, 'Nope, he's just drunk.'

I felt spontaneous and flipped him to the bed and got on top of him. I wanted to ride him until my name was the only word that could slip out of his mouth. I wanted to be the only thing that possessed him and all his thoughts.

"Anastasia..." The name came out as a whisper from his mouth. I looked around to see if anyone was in the room with us, but there wasn't.

"It's Sienna, your wife, Sebastian. I am your wife." I continued to show him what I was made of as I rode him.

He felt so good and huge inside me. I couldn't get enough of it. I couldn't get enough of him. He was all mine. And I was all his.

"Yes, Anastasia... I see you." He reached for my face and cupped it in his big hands, and I stopped moving and looked at him in horror.

"What did you just call me?"

"Ana -" I didn't wait for him to finish saying the name and I jumped off him.

"Sebastian?" I called him as I stood on the side of the bed, infuriated and waiting for him to come to his senses and explain to me what just happened.

"Anastasia... I love you. I love you." He mumbled and then snored when he turned over.

It felt like a nightmare when I realized that the same Anastasia that he was calling for her name, was his sister-in-law.

"Is my husband sleeping with his brother's wife?" I asked myself, and I felt like I was breaking into pieces when I remembered that he always, always invited Anastasia to every dinner date that we went to.

He always compared my hair and back figure to Anastasia's and wanted me to keep my hair straight and hanging just like she did.

His friends and brother had more than once said that I looked like Anastasia from the back, and all that didn't ring a bell to me because I thought that Sebastian loved me, even though he couldn't say it.

I stood there and the realization of everything that took place hit me like a rock in the face. I felt numb and didn't know what to say or do.

I bent over and took my shirt on the floor, put it on, and went to sit on the couch in our bedroom that faced the bed and I watched him sleep.

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