COLD TRAP

Chapter 65 

MIRABELLA 

I am stuck alone. 

Words whispered through tears, one which forged an uncommon bond with my own self. A lifeline that has kept me anchored. 

I have lived alone. 

Strived alone. 

Survived alone. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Me against me. 

Me for me. 

Wrong 

I have a family, a complete family. My husband, my children, my mother in–law, my sister in–law, friends, well wishers, soldiers, business 

Associates. 

I am constantly surrounded by love. 

Life is good. 

Do you want to know what else is good? The… 

“What might my beautiful wife be seriously thinking about?” Wet kisses meet my neck. I moan at the warmth of his tongue gliding down my 

neckline. 

“Do you never get tired?” 

My husband hums, his teeth nibbling my skin. “Perhaps stay in bed for as long as seven months and tell me if it doesn’t build your sexual 

stamina.” 

Chuckling, I say, “You’re unserious.” 

“I’m seriously horny.” 

“Crazy.” I joke. 

My husband hums. “For you.” 

“I’m busy. I have…we have a job to finish.” 

“Let me finish inside you first.”