Fûck You, Ex-husband (2)
There and then, I decided I was going to get fúcked until Trevor became nothing more than a fading bruise in my past.
And maybe, if things went right, I wouldn’t have to be Danielle Greeley anymore.
Before I could stop myself, I was scrolling through the singleswildfúck.com website. They advertised cruises for single adults, but I wasn't there looking for romance. I didn’t want a connection or conversation. I wanted s éx. Pure, unfiltered, uncomplicated. After Trevor, I had no patience left for anything else.
My eyes stopped on a link: XXX Singles Cruise. I clicked. I read every word. They promised an uninhibited experience for adults ready to explore without apology. No limits except consent. Clothes required only in the dining room. I stared at the screen lo
