Sanna
Sophie
It had been a few months since Sanna hadn't had any more problems in her love life. After Ellie's disappearance, her marriage went on great. Her husband was always loaded with arousal, getting harder and harder as Sanna talked about how she had crushed the black woman. But the wife knew that to keep her marriage safe she would have to fight again.
Sanna's phone vibrated in her hands. Instagram was already open so the woman did not struggle to see the notification of a private message from a certain Sophie.
A mutual friendship was the reason she had written to her. Sanna wondered who she could be but the girl sent her a very surreal photo. Sophie was lying next to the one Sanna recognized as her husband. The man was sleeping, but it was undeniable what had happened a few minutes ago.
"I have to admit. Before I just wanted to meet you... But now that I've tried your husband, I want to take him away and keep him to myself."
Sanna's blood began to boil, both with anger and excitement. She was waiting for a new challenge, and her fate had brought that girl to her.
"He's mine, bitch. But if you think you can steal my husband from me, I dare you to try," Sanna replied, sending a pic of her.
The girl's eyes lit up with a jealous and competitive fire. The desire to destroy that woman was taking hold of her.
"I'm ready to humiliate you, bitch."
Who win?
