Fight With Husband (One Night Stand)

Angelina's heels clicked against the marble floor of the grand foyer, her hips swaying with a practiced ease that came from years of being in the public eye. She was a vision of curved perfection, her ample bosom straining against the confines of her silk blouse, her skirt hugging the swell of her hips and the roundness of her ass. Martin watched her from the top of the staircase, his gaze dark an...