@ohmylcve from here
the whole game with verona drove ali wild. pretending they didn't know each other just to keep her husband in the dark was such a rush, he had to admit. it was crazy how they acted like strangers now when they knew every inch of each other's bodies so well. memories of their last night together kept invading his thoughts, no matter how hard he tried to focus on anything else. ali remembered the way she looked at him, her eyes full of desire and mischief. ali could still feel the softness of her skin under his fingertips, the way she shivered when he traced lines down her back. the scent of her perfume mixed with the faint smell of the night air coming through the open window was something he can't forget. suddenly, the reality of their situation crashes over him – their relationship was nothing but an affair. the thrill and excitement fade, replaced by a sharp pang of anger. the memories of their last night together, so vivid and intoxicating, now felt tainted by the lies and deceit.
suddenly, there she is, pretending she doesn't know him, acting like a stranger. the contrast was jarring. ali played along, suppressing the mix of emotions boiling inside him. "please, call me ali." he replied, forcing a friendly tone. "i've just arrived in the neighborhood and was looking for some tips and tricks. anything a newcomer should know?" ali didn't mention that he moved next door. let her figure that out on her own. let her see him bring someone else home, right under her nose, and realize the game has changed. let her watch at midnight how ali fucks another woman with the same passion he fucked her, out there in his backyard. perhaps he's gonna seduce one of her friends, if she had any anywhere in the proximity.
