All Chapters of The woman who inherited three husbands : Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

As Salma said I do to yet the third man this week, fixing the heavy, shiny gold band onto Shane’s finger, she felt completely, utterly exhausted. The flashbulbs of the private press line exploded in the background like miniature bursts of lightning, but her world had narrowed down to a dull, physical ache. The black designer sandal heels she wore were aggressively pinching her pinky toe. The delicate cream lace veil pinned into her dark curls felt itchy against her scalp, and the silk-faille wedding gown though undeniably a masterpiece of high fashion—felt like a suffocating straightjacket. She stood at the altar perfectly rigid, forcing a flawless smile for the cameras while her soul withered. The entire week had been a surreal, highly orchestrated nightmare. On Monday, she had married Devon in this same grand hall, before the same high-society congregation, with the same priest reciting the same vows. She had genuinely enjoyed Devon’s soft, comforting vibe, but the wedding night h

It has been exactly five weeks since the whirlwind of the weddings and honeymoons in different destinations picked out by her assistant, each husband getting a week of vacationing with her, the reality of her new life was officially setting in. The rhythmic hum of the high-speed elevator doing its daily ascent to the top floor of the Wellington headquarters usually brought Salma a sense of calm clarity but today, it only amplified the dull, heavy throbbing behind her temples. It was a Wednesday morning and according to her calendar, tonight belonged to Adam. Salma stepped out into the marbled reception lobby, her six-foot frame immaculate in a tailored, double-breasted navy power suit that squred her shoulders emphazising her commanding presence. She kept her dark designer sunglasses firmly over her slanted, catlike eyes, her makeup flawless. Ignoring the frantic whispers of the floor secretaries she glanced at them pretending to be busy but uncomfortable under her gaze, she made her

When Adam finally saw Salma on the day they were presented to her, he couldn't take his eyes off her. He kept thanking his stars that he was part of her three husbands. Salma was an undeniably beautiful woman, a woman who stood at an impressive six feet, a creamy skin that had seen beautiful sunsets. Her jawline was chiseled to absolute perfection, with cute, soft rosy lips, slanted catlike eyes, a thin long nose, and eyebrows that sit high and arched to perfection. Her chest was heavy for her frame, and her ass was the most beautiful pair Adam had ever seen, with legs curved so nicely he constantly wants to kiss them. Salma on the other hand had already come to admire Adam a lot, the guy was brainy and sharp on his feet even when drunk, and she loved the way he tightly grabs her hand when they are navigating crowded places. Lovemaking with Adam was intense and quick; he was an attentive lover with little patience. Salma always felt a sudden wave of guilt for enjoying the sex when w