My Innocent Fiancé’s Wild Side
Language: en
On the way to the bridal shop, my best friend Chloe sent me a video. There was my fiancé, Liam Miller, in a nightclub, his eyes locked on several strippers and clearly enthralled. One even trailed her hand suggestively between his legs. Tonight was supposed to be our appointment to choose my wedding dress. No wonder he had claimed a late night at the office. "Which club?" I texted Chloe. Then I drove straight there. To everyone else, Liam was the quiet, dependable type, a reserved programmer. In our relationship, I was usually the one to take the lead, even in bed. Now I was going…