MY SPITEFUL CEO HUSBAND

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bed on his body in a dazed manner."And drugged too" he remarked with an annoyed look on his face.Unknown to them, a camera in the dark captured their close positions eagerly.He asked and carried Layla on his head, taking her to a room.© ©Layla's face turned pale as she gripped the hem of her clothes tightly.She was seated in a taxi, reeking of sweat, sex and beer, the thoughts of what she had done last night filling her head.The grueling and guilty thoughts that she had cheated on her faithful husband broke her heart, she was almost sobbing in the car."Calm down ma, your husband might understand" the taxi driver who had created a lot of scenarios in his head said with a pitiful glance Layla didn't answer him, she just bent her and typed on her phone furiously.Another text and Albert still hadn't replied her With her heart in her hands, Layla alighted from the taxi which had stopped in front of her house.With shaky steps she walked into the house, noticing that the door was slightly ajar, she claimed through the stairs quietly, about to get into the room but a voice stopped her from going any further.They were moans , loud moans from 2 very familiar voices.Layla covered her mouth with her hands as she watched her best friend and husband have passionate sex on the sofa of the sitting room, the same sofa she had carefully picked out while shopping for her home things with her husband.Tears rolled down her cheeks and she screamed "what are you two doing...how could you..." she trailed off and broke into tears.The two of them separated quickly and looked at her in shock"Honey, it's not what you...""Why are you trying to appease her...why will she feel hurt when she did the same thing to you" Chanel, her best friend said,