She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

Chapter 410: She is My Wife!!

”Who is that lady with you? Is she your wife?” Alex asked casually, his voice carrying clearly over the partition.

At the same time, Alex turned Heena around and pressed her firmly against the cool glass wall. His thick cock rested heavy and hot between her thighs, teasing her soaked entrance.

He leaned in close, lips brushing her ear as he whispered with dark amusement, ”What do you think he would say, Professor?”

He smirked against her skin. ”His response will be interesting...”

Heena’s heart raced wildly. She was trapped helplessly against the glass, completely exposed, knowing Howard was just on the other side. Part of her desperately wanted to hear his answer... the same man who had ignored and belittled her for years.

On the other side of the partition, Howard’s eyes were glued to the clear silhouette visible through the frosted glass... the curve of a woman’s ass, her slender back, and long legs.

A sharp thrill ran down his spine.

’So this is how a high-quality woman looks naked...’

His mouth watered. If he could somehow get a chance with a woman like that...

As he was lost in his daydream, Alex’s voice came again, calm and commanding.

”I didn’t hear you.”

Howard snapped out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes.

”Yes, sir... she is my wife,” he replied, trying to sound composed.

’If this guy is into sharing...’ he thought with a sleazy internal laugh, ’I wouldn’t mind trading for a night.’

He glanced at Siobhan, who was standing in front of him. She looked up with a confused frown, clearly sensing the sudden shift in his tone and the opportunistic glint in his eyes.

Hearing Howard’s response, the most shocked person was none other than Heena.

Her eyes widened with fury and disbelief. That bastard was calling that slut his wife, right after abandoning her for years.

Alex noticed her expression and smirked, clearly enjoying her reaction.

He leaned in close, lips brushing her ear as he whispered,

”This is just the beginning, Professor. I’ll let you see the real face of your dear husband.”

Then, raising his voice slightly so it carried over the partition, Alex replied with mock surprise,

”Ohhh... your real wife? I’m surprised. I’ve never seen people bringing their wife to places like this...”

”You sure are interesting, old man.”

Howard let out a loud, forced laugh, clearly pleased with himself. He thought he had successfully sparked the man’s interest.

A quick connection with someone staying in the Presidential Suite could open doors.

He glanced down at Siobhan and gave her a sly smile. Though confused, she played along perfectly.

”Yes, sir... We are happily married for fifteen years,” Howard said smoothly, trying to sound sincere. ”And I love and fear my wife very much. I would never dare bring any other women.”

Siobhan smiled at the glass partition, not wanting to stay behind.

”Yes... we love each other very much,” she added sweetly.

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Hearing Howard’s shameless words... calling himself loyal after everything he had done... Heena closed her eyes tightly. A single hot tear slipped down her cheek, tracing a glistening path over her flushed skin.

For a moment, the pain of years of neglect and betrayal cut through her like a knife.

Then she opened her eyes again.

The tear was still there, but so was something else... raw anger mixed with burning desire.

Her gaze locked onto Alex’s, fierce and hungry.

”Fuck me, Alex,” she demanded, voice low but trembling with intensity as she stared directly into his eyes. ”Fuck me so good that he hears exactly what a real man can do to his wife.”

Alex’s smirk widened into a dark, satisfied grin. He could see the fire in her... the pain, the rage, and the desperate need to be claimed.

”With pleasure,” he murmured, gently wiping the tear from her cheek with his thumb. His voice dropped lower, rough with promise. ”I’ll wipe off every trace of that man from you.”

Heena shivered at his words, her breath catching as fresh heat flooded between her thighs.

Without another moment’s hesitation, Alex gripped her hips firmly and thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her in one powerful stroke.

Heena cried out sharply, the sound ringing loud and clear into the night air.

”Ahh—! Yes...!”

She gripped the back of his neck, nails digging into his skin as her fierce, lust-drunk eyes locked onto his. Her voice came out raw and desperate.

”Fuck... Harder... Please...!”

Alex didn’t hold back.

He fucked her hard against the glass, deep and relentless. Each powerful thrust slammed her backward, pressing her bare ass against the cool surface. The wet, obscene slap of skin on skin echoed across the balcony as he drove into her without mercy.

Heena’s moans grew louder, shameless, and uncontrollable.

”Ahh—! Sir...! Yes—! Harder—!”

On the other side of the frosted partition, everything went deathly silent.

Howard and Siobhan stood frozen, staring at each other in stunned silence.

The sounds coming from the other side were impossible to ignore now... loud, shameless, and relentless.

Howard’s face twisted with a bitter mix of shock and jealousy. That sound... the way she was moaning, the raw desperation in her voice... it was nothing like the polite, restrained sounds Siobhan ever made for him.

Siobhan’s cheeks burned. She could feel every thrust in those moans, every slap of flesh. A hot, unwelcome pulse of arousal shot through her core.

The man next door wasn’t just rich... he was clearly very good at what he was doing.

She looked up at Howard, her eyes dark with a strange mix of jealousy and need.

”Should we... do it too?” she whispered, voice husky.

Howard swallowed hard, his cock twitching despite the sharp sting of envy. He too wanted to show his power, to prove he wasn’t some pathetic cuck next door... but then he shook his head, forcing himself to stay calm.

He knew better than to push too hard or act impulsively with someone staying in the Presidential Suite. People like that could open doors... or slam them shut forever.

He couldn’t afford to offend this man.

”Let’s... wait for him to finish,” Howard muttered, voice low and cautious. ”We don’t want to ruin our chances.”

Siobhan looked up at him, clearly disappointed, but she nodded reluctantly. She turned her attention back to the partition, ears straining to catch every sound.

A loud, breathless moan suddenly cut through the night from the other side.

”Ohhh... God... So big...!”

The voice was raw, feminine, and filled with genuine shock and pleasure.

Howard tensed immediately. That voice... it sounded strangely familiar. His stomach twisted with unease as he tried to place it.