C1 My Fiancé and My Best Friend

Derella Garden District.

10:00 PM.

I walked into the door and turned on the light. The light of the crystal lamp in the guest room refracts my figure on the french window.

This house will be my wedding room tomorrow, and my fiancé, Anatol Weissman, is the head of a department in a company, handsome and considerate towards me. I am very fortunate to have such a loving man in my life.

According to customs, we cannot live together the night before getting married. Anatol lived in the new house, and I lived with my best friend, Priya.

Before going to bed, I checked the things I needed tomorrow and found that I forgot to bring the bride's veil.

So I quietly returned to our wedding house. I didn't call Anatol in advance because I wanted to give him a surprise.

Thinking about how I would be able to live with Anatol ever after, a happy smile rippled on my lips.

I changed into my slippers and just as I walked into the living room, I heard a woman's captivating moan coming from the master bedroom.

I was shocked. The door of the master bedroom was half closed and the woman's charming voice came from inside.

Suddenly, anger ignited in my heart. I felt my legs heavy, but I couldn't help but walk over.

I stood at the door of the bedroom. The sounds became clearer and clearer. Every sound was hitting on my heart.

The door was half-closed. When I gently touched it, the door was opened.

A pair of high heels were randomly arranged, with various clothes scattered on the ground.

I suppressed the anger and panic in my heart and looked towards the bed. With just a glance, my heart was like being twisted by a knife, painful to the point where I can't breathe..

My best friend who has been roommate for four years in college is having an affair with my fiancé, Anatol, who was about to marry me tomorrow.

Skylynn glanced at me, a trace of provocation flashed across her eyes. Her moans also became more lewd.

I could see everything in the room. I felt that even my breathing was painful at this moment.

I clenched my hands and suppressed the urge to rush over and tear them apart.

Skylynn's eyes were as charming as silk, and her long fingers kept teasing Anatol. Her voice was even more charming.

"Darling, Tomorrow is the day you get married with Anna. But you're still having sex with me, don't you feel guilty?"

"What's there to feel guilty about? Is there any difference between the night before getting married and usually? Believe me, she wouldn't know anything about the relationship between us."

Anatol's voice was deep and suppressed.

"What if she suddenly comes and sees the two of us doing this? What do you think she will do? Will she not marry you?"

Skylynn looked at me provocatively, with a proud sneer on her lips..

"She won't come. Even if she knows, so what? At most, she won't get married. I didn't plan to get married so early anyway."

Anatol smiled indifferently and continued to fight with Skylynn.

"Since you're not willing, why are you getting married tomorrow? After you get married, we won't be able to meet as often as we do now."