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Her inner muscles involuntarily squeezed his cock, and this seemed to flip a switch in her husband out of nowhere.

She was suddenly on her feet, and she was also being flipped. The next thing she knew, Valerian already had her bent waist down, palms against the wall, and he was thrusting all the way home.

Poppy saw stars again, and it was only thanks to her husband timely covering her mouth with his hand that her scream didn’t escape the walls of Room 4. He was pounding into her harder than ever, and as his hold on her mouth adjusted, she found herself desperately and hungrily sucking on his fingers.

A part of her couldn’t believe she was having sex in her workplace.

But the larger part of her didn’t care about rules.

All it cared about was for this to never ever end—

Yes, oh, yes!

But when it finally did, the orgasm that pulsed through her body was unlike any other, and the sheer force of it had her eyes rolling back.

Valerian bit her shoulder hard as he ejaculated his seed inside of her in a series of long, powerful bursts. Another shuddering round of pleasure took over her body, and by the time her husband carefully withdrew, she was completely spent.

Valerian scooped his wife in her arms when he saw her knees buckle, and her eyelids start to droop.

Rest, love, she thought she heard her husband murmur, but surely she was mistaken about this?

Valerian gently lowered Poppy into the salon chair. It was the fancy version thankfully, and as the back of the chair silently folded back with the push of a button. As he arranged Poppy’s supine form, her phone fell out of her pocket, and his body turned cold when he saw the preview of an unread message.

Just remember not to tell Valerian at all costs. I know you hate lying to him, but this is for his sake. I’ll see you night.

Chapter Twenty-One

HONOR AND DECEPTION had always been mortal enemies. It was why lying had never appealed to him. And yet Valerian suddenly found himself doing exactly this, and all because of her.

Poppy had probably thought she was doing a good job at hiding things, but it was too damn easy to see the relief in her eyes as she listened to him make up some excuse about having to head back to the office.

She kissed him goodbye as she saw him off, and Valerian wondered dully if what he was feeling now was how Jesus felt toward Judas.

He asked Monty to tail his wife, and the old man’s report was everything he didn’t want to think about.

Poppy getting inside someone’s car...

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