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Yes | 2024-12-07 19:36 | active | 1972 | 0 | Read next chapter | On her wedding anniversary, she dressed up for a date but was drugged and manipulated by her husband's mistress, leading to spend a night with a stranger. To her surprise, he turned out to be her husband's half-brother and business rival! ===== In the dimly lit, opulent private cinema, the most exclusive jewelry auction was being broadcast live. "One million, going once, going twice--" The rich cadence of the auctioneer's voice echoed through the room, the man tightened his grip around Alicia Bennett's waist... With the intensity between them only grew fiercer as time passed... The auctioneer's gavel fell. "Sold for ten million! Let's give a round of applause to Mr. Joshua Yates!" The name struck Alicia like a lightning bolt. Her body instantly went rigid, something that the man couldn't help but notice, flicked lazily toward the screen. The camera zoomed in on Joshua Yates's face, every detail of his familiar features displayed in perfect clarity. "Joshua Yates, the second son of the Yates family... an acquaintance perhaps?" he drawled, the corners of his mouth tugging into a sly smile. Alicia's frown deepened. The last thing she wanted was to discuss it, she didn't respond. The man, upon seeing the situation, chuckled lightly before his movements grew even more relentless... ...... When it was over, Alicia took advantage of the man's time in the shower and quietly made her escape. When Caden Ward finally emerged from the bathroom, not catching sight of the woman's figure, he curled his lips slightly. Moments later, his assistant, Hank Ford, burst into the room, clearly on edge, "Er, apologies, Mr. Ward. I let my guard down. Give me a moment, and I'll have her brought back immediately." They had just returned to the country, taking every precaution. And yet, a woman had managed to slip through the cracks of their security. Caden's features calm, almost indifferent. "No need. I was... a willing participant." Hank's eyes widened in shock. In all the time he'd known Caden, the man had never slept with a woman,even physical contact. There were even rumors that Caden might suffer from some secret ailment. Yet now, those whispers seemed to evaporate in the face of this unexpected turn of events. Before Hank could make sense of it, Caden's deep voice pulled him back to reality. "I want you to look into Joshua's personal life. Have the report on my desk in half an hour." Tonight, Alicia had stumbled into his room, feverish and desperate. It was obvious she'd been framed. And then came the revelation--Alicia was still a pureness. Two years of marriage to Joshua... Yet she was still untouched? Caden's lips curled into a satisfied smile. But as he reflected, one thing became abundantly clear--Alicia had no idea who she'd been with due to the d*ug's effects. ... By the time Alicia returned home, the first light of dawn filtered through the windows. Only then did she realize how long she had been out. But before she could dwell any further, her phone rang. It was her bestie, Monica Flynn, calling. "Alicia!" Monica practically screeched from the other end of the line, her voice high-pitched with worry. "How are you now?" Alicia exhaled deeply, kicking off her shoes carelessly. "I've been better," she murmured. Monica's anger bubbled over, her words sharp and unrelenting. "Joshua's beyond disgusting! If he doesn't want to stay married, he should just grow a spine and divorce you already! What kind of sick man would scheme against his own wife?" The sharp pain of betrayal shot through Alicia's chest. Yesterday was their second anniversary. Joshua had texted her, suggesting they celebrate. Daring to hope he had changed, she had dressed up to the nine's, only to be met with disappointment and a d*ug-laced drink that sent her spiraling into a night of confusion and chaos. Was Joshua really the mastermind behind this? Swallowing the bitterness that tried clawing its way to the surface, Alicia forced herself to climb the stairs, her movements slow and weary. "It's fine, Monica. I'll handle it." Monica, ever protective, wasn't convinced. "'Handle it'? What do you mean you'll handle it? Just say the word, and I'll be over in a heartbeat." Alicia couldn't help the small, tired smile that tugged at her lips, hanging up the phone. But her heart still felt heavy, just as she lost focus, the door to her bedroom creaked open. She lifted her gaze, and almost instantly, her stomach dropped. There, fresh from a shower, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, stood Joshua. He stared down at her. Chapter 2 Divorce Alicia snapped out of her daze as soon as she met the icy gaze of Joshua, her so-called husband. His expression remained unchanged, cold and indifferent as ever, as though he was looking at a stranger. The only thing out of place was the scars on his lips. A wave of disgust washed over her, she pushed him away and was about to enter. Joshua frowned, his hand shooting out to grab her wrist. "Alicia, what's with the attitude?" He seemed quite unhappy with her this time, which was a rare thing, considering how little he bothered to come home. Normally, Alicia would have welcomed him back with open arms, a flicker of joy lighting up her tired features, but today she looked drained, almost hollow. She didn't resist his grip, meeting his gaze with a calmness that unnerved him. "Haven't I always been like this? Obedient, sensible, making sure the house is in order, ensuring you're comfortable, ready to give your best at work." A small, bitter smile tugged at her lips. "Isn't that what you like most about me? It makes things easier for you, doesn't it? Frees up time for your other... 'special someone'." Joshua's eyes darkened at the veiled accusation. Denial hovered on his lips, but he didn't bother. Why should he? He dropped her hand and said gruffly, "Actually, that's why I'm here. We need to talk." Alicia vigorously rubbed her wrist, as though she was trying to erase his touch. "So, are you planning to finally go public with her?" Joshua's expression twisted instantly, his calm facade cracking. "What do you know? Did you have me stalked by a private investigator or something?" Alicia let out a soft, humorless laugh. "Is that necessary? Last night, you spared no expense to make her happy. Even a blind person could tell you're mad about her." He stared at her, unsettled by her icy tone. It was still her voice, still Alicia, but there was something different about her... For some reason, he felt inexplicably hurt, like a thorn pricking his heart. Perhaps it was the way she looked at him now--her eyes, once warm and filled with love for him, were now completely empty. There was no anger, no pain, just... nothing. It was a stark contrast to the woman who used to look at him as if he were her entire world. For reasons he couldn't explain, the sight of her like this stirred something in him, an unfamiliar dissatisfaction. Annoyed by his own reaction, Joshua decided to hit back, his voice harder now. "She's pregnant. It's a delicate pregnancy, so I bought her a little something to lift her spirits." Alicia's fists clenched before she could stop them. P**gnant? So, the nights she had stayed up waiting for him to come home, he'd been with another woman, working diligently to start a new family? Seeing Alicia wince a little, Joshua felt a flicker of satisfaction. "It's not that I don't want to touch you," he said, voice dripping with condescension. "You're just about as thrilling as watching paint dry. No man would want that." His cruel words pierced through Alicia, yet she managed to remain composed on the surface. It wasn't that she avoided intimacy; she just wasn't the one to initiate it. Did that make her so undesirable? Was it a sin? Taking a slow, steady breath, Alicia willed herself to stay calm. "Fine," she replied quietly. "Let's get a divorce then. You can give her the title she wants." The word "divorce" made Joshua's eyelid twitch involuntarily. He scoffed, eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Is this another one of your games?" Convinced he was right, his voice grew colder, more biting. "Alicia, for two years, you've pulled every childish stunt, begging for my attention. Aren't you tired yet? Because I sure as hell am." He paused, letting his disdain sink in. "You claim to love me so much. Could you really walk away from me?" Alicia couldn't help the bitter laugh that escaped her. Love him? Did he even understand what that meant? When Joshua's business had crumbled, leaving him with nothing but debt and shattered dreams, it had been Alicia who emptied her savings to pull him from the wreckage. Out of gratitude--or maybe obligation--he had married her. For two long years, she had been the dutiful wife, supporting him as he clawed his way to success. And what had Alicia gotten in return? She had been cast aside like a useless relic, while another woman carried his child. Her love, her loyalty, had been ground into the dirt beneath his feet. To care for this man any longer would be masochism. Her voice steady, Alicia said, "Draft the divorce agreement. I'll agree to whatever terms you want." And with that, she turned and disappeared through the door, leaving Joshua standing alone in the hallway. For a moment, he stared after her angrily, but then a cold, mocking smile tugged at his lips. Fine, she can play the martyr. He doubted she could keep it up for long. Storming out of the house, Joshua headed straight to the apartment where his lover, Lilliana Green, awaited him. "Well, that was fast," she teased upon hearing Joshua was getting a divorce, raising a brow. "Seems she wasn't as tough to deal with as you claimed." "She's cunning," Joshua muttered, the edge of suspicion creeping into his voice. "I don't know if she's actually agreeing to the divorce or just playing me." Lilliana's arms draping lazily around his neck, "Relax, Joshua, even if she changes her mind, it's too late." Joshua's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?" Chapter 3 Letting Go Lilliana's eyes flickered with shadowy intent. She wasn't foolish enough to show her cards now, so she waved it off with an effortless excuse. "During your two-year marriage, she has lived quietly in the shadows as a mere housewife, disconnected from your world. When you're assertive, would she dare to say a word?" Joshua pursed his lips into a hard line. During the past two years, Alicia had indeed done everything for him--given him support and solace. She had loved him fiercely, but at the end of it all, what value did love truly hold? Against all odds, he had clawed his way to the top, and he'd finally grasped the power he craved. That success, however, hadn't come easy, and it wasn't love that secured his position--it was alliances with the powerful. The prestige of the Green family daughter, that title alone, was worth far more than Alicia's devoted love. As these thoughts plagued his mind, Lilliana said happily, "Joshua, congratulations on escaping the grind. Shall we celebrate?" For a moment, Joshua's gaze flickered down to her, but Alicia's indifferent face suddenly flashed before his eyes. Since leaving the house earlier, Alicia hadn't once called him to ask for his whereabouts. Before, if he had been upset with her, she would've called him in a panic. A sharp, inexplicable irritation surged within him. Without thinking, he pushed Lilliana back, "You're only a few weeks' pregnant. Be careful." Lilliana, sharp as ever, sensed he was distracted. "Joshua, what's wrong?" she asked gently. "Don't you want to get divorced?" Joshua's response was instant. "Of course I want to divorce her." Her eyes narrowed as she studied him. "Then why don't you seem very happy?" Joshua offered a quick excuse, his voice steady but distant. "My father's condition has worsened. He doesn't have much time left, and Caden returned last night. He's likely here to claim his inheritance. I need to figure out how to handle him." Lilliana blinked, momentarily thrown. "Caden? Your brother from your father's first marriage? He doesn't even carry the Yates name anymore. What right does he have to fight you for the inheritance?" Joshua's expression darkened. It was true--but at the end of the day, he was still the son of a home-wrecker. All these years of relentless effort had not only been to carve out a name for himself in the Yates family, but to push Caden into the shadows where he belonged. One way or another, Joshua was hell-bent on winning. Meanwhile, Alicia stirred from her sleep. Darkness had already fallen, yet she felt even more drained than before. It was because her dreams revolved around that stranger. when her phone buzzed with a call from Monica did she snap out of her daze. "Alicia, I got your bl**d test results. I passed them to a friend of mine with some serious connections. He's digging around to see who bought the stuff." Alicia sat up a little straighter, her mind sharpening. "Thanks, Monica. Appreciate it." "If you really want to thank me, do me a favor: stop obsessing over that j**k. And after the divorce, focus on your career. You owe me that much." Alicia's chest warmed, her head lowering in quiet gratitude. "I know, I know." Now that she thought about it, she had come to the realization that her feelings for Joshua had never been pure love--they were born out of a debt, a sense of obligation. Her family's expectations had always weighed heavily on her, and in that lonely, stifled childhood, it was Joshua who had been there. His companionship had nurtured a vague affection she'd confused for love. "Lucky for me, love's never been something I've held onto tightly," Alicia murmured. "These last two years... I'll just see it as repaying his kindness." Monica paused, her usual boldness tempered with thoughtfulness. She knew better than anyone how, once upon a time, Joshua had indeed loved Alicia. But, it turned out love could be a fleeting thing. "Alicia, I really hope you've let go for good," Monica said with a convicted sigh. A sharp pang hit Alicia's chest, her eyes stinging as she fought back the urge to cry. Quickly, she pressed her hand to her eyelids, refusing to let the tears fall. It was only then she noticed something startling. Stunned, she stared at her hand. The wedding ring--something she had once held onto so tightly--was gone. Gone for a whole day and night, and she hadn't even noticed. Suddenly, her heart felt lighter, the weight of everything she'd been carrying beginning to lift. She whispered, more to herself than anyone, "Yes, I've truly let go." ... It didn't take long for Joshua to notice. He had returned to grab something quickly when his eyes fell on her hand. His brow furrowed as he asked, without thinking, "Where's your wedding ring?" Chapter 4 Her Nemesis Alicia's only concern now was leaving Joshua, so she ignored his question and asked flatly, "Are the divorce papers ready yet?" That word again--"divorce". Irritation flickered across Joshua's eyes. "What's the rush?" he snapped, his voice cold and sharp. "My father's finalizing his will, and if word gets out about my divorce, it'll ruin my standing. Now, pack your things--we're having dinner at the Yates Mansion this afternoon." With Caden's return, the family was throwing a welcome-home dinner for him. They also hoped that by doing so, it'd lift the spirits of Jerald Yates, Joshua's father. However, maintaining the charade of a happy marriage was the last thing on Alicia's mind. "I'm not going," she announced curtly. "Just get the divorce finalized and stop wasting my time." Joshua laughed, a sound that held no warmth. "Oh, come on, Alicia. Stop pretending. You hid the ring because you don't actually want to leave me, right? You can't stand the thought of being without me." He leaned in, smirking, and added, "You've worked hard these past two years. Even if we divorce, I'll still take care of you--as long as you keep me happy." Alicia's eyes widened, disbelief turning into anger. Hid the ring? Couldn't bear to be without him? His arrogant words sounded like nails on a chalkboard to Alicia's ears. With a sharp sneer, she shot back, "Oh, Mr. Yates, how could I possibly make you happy? Don't worry, I'll return the ring--wouldn't want this plain Jane to irk you, right? Once you have it, we're finalizing the divorce immediately." But Joshua wasn't fazed by her venom. He thought he knew her too well, convinced this was just another ploy to get his attention. Without thinking too much, he tossed a bag at her. "We've got guests today. Dress appropriately, and don't make me look bad." Alicia looked down at the bag, her mind flashing back to the countless times she had visited the mansion dressed in modest, unassuming clothes-- doing everything to blend in, to please him and his family. But now, with their divorce looming on the horizon, Alicia no longer cared to play the part of a dutiful wife. After slipping into the outfit, she carefully applied a touch of makeup, just enough to bring out the vibrance in her already flawless complexion. The subtle enhancements accentuated her smooth skin and delicate features, lending her a certain glow. When Joshua saw her descending the staircase, he froze for a brief moment, eyes lingering. Perhaps it was the way the dress hugged Alicia's graceful curves, making her seem more alluring than usual. At the entrance of the Yates Mansion, they both slipped into their familiar roles, masking the tension between them with practiced ease. Alicia casually looped her arm through Joshua's, their movements synchronized as they walked into the courtyard. Though Jerald was too ill to receive anyone, the grand hall bustled with life, relatives filling the space with chatter. The noise hummed around her, but for some reason, as soon as Alicia crossed the threshold, a sharp chill pricked at her skin. She instinctively looked up, her gaze immediately drawn to the figure lounging casually at the far end of the room. Legs crossed, dark shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal a sliver of his collarbone, the man oozed arrogance, his presence commanding. When Alicia's eyes finally met his-- a familiar, authoritative stare that pinned her in place-- her mind raced as emotions began to surge uncontrollably. Joshua noticed the shift in her demeanor, his brows furrowing as he asked, "What's going on with you?" Alicia's breath caught in her throat. One word escaped her lips, barely audible. "Caden?" Just the mention of his name sent a chill down her spine. To her, Caden was the embodiment of her nightmares. Due to their families' friendship, their paths first crossed at the tender age of ten. Caden, having taken a year off, transferred to her school, and from that moment, Alicia's perfect world began to unravel. She could no longer claim the top spot. No matter how relentless her efforts, no matter how late she stayed up studying, Caden was always a step ahead. He would outscore her by the smallest of margins--a point, maybe two--leaving her perpetually stranded in second place. Anyone else might have accepted defeat, settled into the role of runner-up. But not Alicia. Born into the once prestigious Bennett family, she was raised under the suffocating weight of living up to her family name. Excellence wasn't just a goal--it was the currency by which she could earn her parents' affection. Failure was not an option, yet Caden had the audacity to snatch away everything she'd worked for with what seemed like effortless ease. It was as if he'd set his sights on her from the very beginning, and Alicia, stubborn to a fault, refused to back down. Their rivalry spanned over a decade, a relentless battle fought both openly and in the shadows, and their final showdown took place in college, just before their graduation, at the national competition. Alicia poured her heart and soul into that moment, her focus razor-sharp as she aimed for nothing less than perfection. And she achieved it, having garnered a perfect score. But Caden, ever the serpent, had bribed the judges, twisting the results in his favor. Alicia was forced, once again, into second place. The sting of injustice was deep, but the harshest blow came from her father, Phil Bennett. Over the phone, his voice dripped with disappointment in her ranking. Alicia, having grown accustomed to his tirades, said nothing. She waited for his anger to ebb, then asked quietly, "I'm graduating soon. Will you come back?" Her mother, Donna, had always been her softer solace. She comforted Alicia that day, promising they'd be there for her graduation. But life had other plans. Phil and Donna, rushing back from Itrubisite to attend the graduation, perished in a tragic plane crash. Overnight, Alicia's world crumbled, left an orphan in this cruel world. Since that day, she had never challenged Caden again. Afterward, Caden left Warrington to build his career overseas. ... "He's back for the inheritance," Joshua muttered, his voice barely audible. Alicia cast him a sidelong glance as he continued, "With a family empire as big as ours, an eldest son like him wouldn't give up so easily." Her brow furrowed slightly. It was true--the Yates empire was massive, a legacy most would kill for. But Caden had accumulated his own fortune, surpassing even the family's vast wealth. Did he really care about the inheritance? Then again, this was Caden. Competing was in his blood. Even if he didn't care about the fortune itself, he'd fight tooth and nail just to win, to toy with everyone else. The man had a knack for stirring chaos purely for his own amusement. Alicia had been his rival for as long as she could remember, and even now, the thought of giving him so much as a glance felt like a waste of energy. She turned to walk away. But Joshua caught her wrist, his grip firm yet tense. "I know you two don't get along," he said. "But he's still my elder brother. We need to maintain appearances." Her body stiffened at the touch, and she immediately tried to pull her hand free. Joshua's frown deepened. "Alicia, behave," he hissed. Irritation flared in her chest. "I'm not refusing to go in. Just let go of me first. I don't want your filthy hands touching me." A flicker of something dark passed over Joshua's face, and instead of releasing her, he intertwined their fingers, squeezing them tight. Alicia bit her tongue, silently fuming. As they neared, Caden's gaze slowly lifted, his eyes narrowing in a lazy, almost bored assessment of them. "Caden," Joshua greeted, his tone strained, meeting his brother's gaze with forced cordiality. Caden's eyes flicked to their entwined hands, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Your girlfriend?" he asked indifferently, as though he didn't recognize Alicia. Chapter 5 We Meet Again So Soon Alicia's nerves coiled tight like a spring. That voice... Her messy thoughts blurred into chaos, but one thing broke through the haze--Joshua's calm declaration. "Alicia and I have been married for two years now. She cares about me, so we kept it low-key. Just went straight for the registration; no ceremony. You were busy abroad at the time, so we didn't bother you." Caden arched a brow, his voice laced with venomous mockery. "Oh, so she's my sister-in-law." The way he spat the words "sister-in-law" felt more like a s*ap than a title, leaving no doubt about his contempt for her. Alicia could feel the man's sneer underneath every syllable. And all this was thanks to her so-called husband, Joshua. Her hand trembled as she snatched a tissue, vigorously wiping her hand. "Looks like Alicia's a bit of a germophobe," Caden observed, his tone a casual jab at her disgust. Joshua's expression darkened, the tension between them thickening. He hadn't expected her to humiliate him like this. "It seems I've spoiled her too much," he muttered, his voice low and tight with irritation. Caden's eyes gleamed with a dangerous glint. "If it's a serious condition, she should get treated. It could impact her role as a mother. You know how badly our father has wanted a grandchild." At this, something flickered across Joshua's eyes. Even though Alicia, his wife, was right beside him, he went ahead and lied through his teeth. "Thanks for the concern, Caden, but I already have good news for Dad. I just haven't gotten around to telling him yet." Caden's smirk deepened, his gaze flicking toward Alicia, who was about done with the bullshit of a charade. She quietly excused herself and strode off. "How far along is she?" he asked meaningfully. "Doesn't seem like she's pregnant." Joshua didn't miss a beat. "Just a month." The answer was as much a threat as it was an announcement. Now, the inheritance stakes had just been raised, and Jerald, ever focused on continuing the family line, would certainly take his unborn grandchild into consideration. Caden's smile hardened, and Joshua delivered the final blow with a smug undertone. "You'd better catch up, Caden. I can't always be one step ahead." Caden, unfazed, waved his hand lazily. "No rush." ... Alicia stepped onto the terrace, the cool night breeze washing over her skin. She drank in the fresh air hungrily to steady her nerves. Pulling out her phone, she quickly dialed the manager of the private cinema again. "Have you found the ring?" she asked anxiously. The manager hesitated, sounding troubled. "Ms. Bennett, we've searched thoroughly and questioned all the staff, but... we really couldn't find any ring." "Then..." Alicia clenched her fist, her mind racing. "Do you have the contact details of the guest who booked the room that day?" "I'm sorry, but due to our privacy policy, we can't disclose any information on our clients." Her heart sank. "I see," she sighed with resignation. "Please tell me immediately if anything turns up, okay?" In a perfect world, she could've just bought an identical ring and pass it off for the original. Unfortunately, Joshua had that ring custom-made, and it wasn't easy to replicate. After dinner, it started to rain. The relatives began to trickle out one by one. Joshua stood by her side as they made their way to the car, his eyes trailing down to her bare wrist. "If you liked that bracelet at the auction, then I can buy you something like it," he said coolly. Alicia had to resist the urge to roll her eyes sardonically. She didn't believe for a second that Joshua had a change of heart towards her. "Trying to buy my silence, huh?" Her words were sharp, slicing right through Joshua's tender facade. "No need. I have no desire to be tangled up in your affairs." Joshua hadn't intended to sound like that, but her mocking tone struck a nerve. His jaw clenched, and a bitter smile crossed his lips. "Fine. Don't take it. The money I spend on you is a waste anyway." Alicia bit the inside of her cheek before adding firmly, "Joshua, I already told you. I'm willing to leave this marriage empty-handed. Let's sign the divorce papers tomorrow morning and end this once and for all." His smile twisted into something dark, something dangerous. "What about the ring?" "I lost it." Joshua's eyes narrowed, his tone unrelenting. "I don't care about anything else. I want the ring." She could barely contain her frustration, her breath hitching as he delivered his final blow. "If you can't find it," he said coldly, "I'll assume you're holding onto it because you still care about me." Just then, Joshua's phone rang; it was Lilliana calling. "Joshua." She mewled his name pitifully. "The thunder is so loud. I'm scared to sleep alone... Can you come over?" The car wasn't heading anywhere near Lilliana's and Joshua was furious with Alicia, so without a second thought, he kicked her out into the rain and sped off. He didn't even leave her an umbrella. Alicia stood frozen by the roadside, the downpour quickly soaking through her clothes. The cold rain seeped into her bones, chilling her to the core. Gritting her chattering teeth, she swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth and began trudging along the drenched pavement. Behind her, the soft hum of an engine crept closer. A sleek, low-profile Maybach rolled up beside her, its headlights cutting through the rain. "Mr. Ward," the driver said, glancing back, "I believe that's Ms. Bennett." The car slowed to a stop. Caden glanced out the window, his sharp eyes narrowing on Alicia's lonesome figure. She had just paused, her fingers gathering the fabric of her soaked dress, tying it up to ease her stride. Caden's lips curled into a faint. "Invite her inside," he drawled. The car came to a halt next to Alicia. The driver stepped out, holding a large umbrella over her head, his voice polite. "Ms. Bennett, it's hard to find a cab at this hour. May I offer you a ride home?" Alicia's eyes flicked up, recognizing the man as the Yates family's driver. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, her voice soft but steady. "Thank you. Sorry for the inconvenience." However, as soon as she slipped into the backseat of the car, she locked eyes with its other passenger--Caden. "We meet again so soon, sister-in-law?" His voice, smooth as velvet, carried a hint of mischief. ...... What happens next? 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🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free👉 | After six years, Stella Richard finally came back this familiar city. She walked out of the airport and hailed a taxi. When the taxi moved, all the memories she had tried to forget over the years began to flood her mind... Stella shook her head, chasing those thoughts away. This time, she hadn’t come back to dwell on old, useless memories. She was back because her boss had asked her to return. He told her that their company was at a dead end, and he wanted her to come back and solve the crisis. At first, Stella didn’t want to come, but after some thought, she decided to return... Six years ago, her boss had helped her during the most difficult time of her life, and she wanted to repay the favor... As for everything else, she no longer cared... At the Company... As Stella arrived, she noticed that most of the employees were engaged in a lively discussion. As she walked by, snippets of conversation reached her ears. "I heard that there are so many companies who want to buy our company." "Really! That means we’ll have a new boss." "I just hope that our new boss should be good-looking, like a Korean drama CEO." "Hey! Do you know who’s going to buy the company?" Stella heard their chatter but didn’t care about the gossip. She knew these people didn’t actually care about who would buy the company or for what price. They just wanted to gossip. But she... She cared... and she was here to secure a good deal for her company. "Of course, it’ll be Kingston’s, the RK Group. Who else in the city is powerful enough to challenge them?" Stella, who had been about to continue walking, stopped in her tracks. A name, both familiar and unfamiliar, reached her ears. "The Kingstons..." "RK Group..." Suddenly, memories Stella had locked away began to surge like a storm. Her mind was filled with those memories like a flood. Stella felt dizzy. It was as if she were still trapped in that RK mansion, surrounded by cold walls. Stella had thought she had long forgotten about him, but it seemed that it was just her illusion. [Flashback] Six Years Ago... In the RK Mansion... Stella walked out of the gate inside the living room. But her expression was somber. She moved as if in a daze. "Madam, what happened to you? Why do you look so pale and weak?" The one who spoke was Mia. She was working for Kingston's for years and always treated Stella like her daughter. Seeing her pale face and weak demeanor, Mia was worried. "Mia... Don’t worry, I’m fine. It’s just..." Stella glanced at the reports in her hand and said, "I haven’t had my period for two months, and when I went to the hospital..." She didn’t finish her sentence, looking at Mia with a mix of expectation and worry. They just stared at each other. Mia understood what Stella wanted to say. She was pregnant. But Mia also knew about the relationship between Mr. RK and Stella. She didn’t know what to say. In the end, she just congratulated her. Stella didn’t say anything and kept staring at the reports in her hand. She had been married to Rene Kingston for three years. But theirs was not a marriage of love... It was a contract marriage, with a three-year time limit. Because the woman he loved was her sister. RK had been about to marry her sister, Sophia, but for some reason, Stella had ended up replacing her sister. From the day they married, he had told her that their marriage was just a three-year contract and nothing more. For RK, their marriage was indeed just a contract, but for Stella, it was a beautiful gift from God. Because only she knew how happy she was when she found out she was going to marry RK. The man she had loved throughout her youth. All these years, Stella had given her best in this marriage, hoping that maybe, just maybe, their marriage would work out. Maybe he wouldn’t divorce her. Maybe he would want to stay with her... Maybe he would give their relationship a chance because of the child... Stella was still lost in thought when suddenly, a voice came from the door, shattering all her hopes and illusions. "I don’t want this child." The voice was cold and hard. Stella and Mia both turned to look in the direction of the voice. RK was standing at the door, staring at Stella. His face was cold and expressionless. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking. He had a very handsome face and blue eyes. His blue eyes were like the deep ocean. If you looked into them. Then you would be drowned in it. Chapter 2 RK walked in and stood in front of Stella. He appeared like a king, towering above the world and looking down upon everyone as if they were nothing. With his tall frame and commanding aura, he exuded an undeniable power. Stella sat on the sofa, overwhelmed by his presence. She remained seated, staring at him, shocked by his words. She never expected this man to be so cold-blooded, uttering such harsh words without a second thought. There was no hesitation in his voice when he said he didn’t want the child. Stella looked into his eyes, trying her best to remain calm and hold back her tears. She didn’t want to appear weak in front of this cold man. The two of them just stared at each other in silence. After a while, RK walked over and sat opposite Stella. As he sat down, his assistant, Alex Triston, placed a stack of papers on the table. At the top of the papers were the words "Contract Expired." Alex looked at Stella and said, "Miss Richard, according to your contract with Mr. RK, three years have now been completed. Please sign here and finalize the process." Stella noted the change in how Alex addressed her—from Mrs. RK to Miss Richard. Even though she still hadn't signed her name. A mocking smile appeared on her face. She was sure that Alex wouldn’t have dared to take her so lightly, if it hadn’t been ordered by someone, of course, and that someone was none other than her husband. RK took the pen and signed his name without a pause or thought. After finishing, he looked at Stella and said, "You can stay here for a week and look for the house." Stella looked into the man's eyes which are calm as a lake. There was no regret, sadness, or hesitation—nothing. It was as if he felt nothing about their relationship, which had suddenly gone through such a big change. But as this thought crossed her mind, she scolded herself. "Stella, are you a fool? How can you expect any regret or sadness from this stone-hearted man?" But still, she couldn’t control her emotions. Because she had loved this stone-heated man for so many years. Stella didn’t say anything and just looked at the man with whom she had spent the past three years. She had seen his face every day, yet now, as she looked at him, she still found him strikingly handsome. But... he was also the man who had shattered her heart into a thousand pieces. She didn’t want to show her vulnerability in front of him, so she tried her best not to cry. Her hand trembled as she held the pen. She looked at the papers, saw his elegant and strong handwriting, and signed her name. Just like her heart, her handwriting was also broken. Stella was shattered inside, but she didn't show this on her face. After she signed her name, she took a deep breath and said, "I am very grateful to Mr. Kingston that he allowed me to stay here for a week, but after our contract expires I don't think I should stay here. I will leave immediately." After speaking, Stella glanced at Mia and asked, "Mia, can you help me pack my things?" Mia looked at Stella's face and saw how hard she trying not to cry and her heartache. She didn't want to do this, but she had to do it. Stella went upstairs to pack her belongings, while RK watched her retreating figure, his emotions unreadable. Stella looked around the room where she had lived for three years, her eyes turned blurred... She can't hold back her tears. She knew their marriage would end someday, but she hadn’t anticipated such intense pain in her heart. Stella didn’t have many things to pack. She just packed her belongings but left everything RK had bought untouched— not even a single piece of clothing. Mia watched her in silence, unsure of what to say. Stella wiped away her tears and said, "Mia, don’t worry about me. I’m fine. It’s just that I’m not his Mrs. Right." With that, she grabbed her bag and headed downstairs. Downstairs... RK was still sitting on the sofa, watching Stella. But Stella didn't want to look at him and was ready to leave... "Where are you going?" Suddenly, his cold voice cut through the silence. Stella paused and turned to look at him. She hadn’t been on good terms with her family from the beginning, and after her marriage, it had been nearly impossible to maintain any connection with them. As for him, they were now divorced, so she felt no reason or obligation to tell him where she was going. "I don’t think my whereabouts has anything to do with Mr. Kingston. We’re already divorced and have nothing to do with each other. Mr. Kingston must be focused on his future wife, not on his ex-wife..." Stella's tone was cold and it was like she was throwing daggers from her mouth. She couldn’t comprehend his hypocritical behavior. She wondered if it was her imagination or not, but it felt as though, after mentioning his future wife, the temperature in the room had dropped a lot. She felt a chill spread through her body and decided to leave. "Wait a second." His voice was firm and allowed no rebuttal. Chapter 3 Stella heard his voice and stopped. There was a little bit of hope in her heart. The man's eyes were dark and cold, filled with mysterious thoughts, and a layer of fog surrounded him. Suddenly, he spoke, "I don't want this child. Don't forget to take it out." RK looked at the woman in front of him and thought. She seemed like a pure and beautiful woman, and he didn't want her to carry his burden. Stella's hand, which was holding her luggage, trembled, and the little bit of hope in her heart vanished. She felt like someone had stabbed a knife into her heart. He had broken her heart so many times, but... she didn’t know why she still felt hurt every time it happened. "Boooom." His words exploded in her head like a bomb, and the little bit of hope she had left in her heart was also gone. The hands holding the bag tightened. She felt like someone had stabbed her heart, and she could smell the blood. Suddenly, she laughed at herself. She felt like a fool. How could she expect anything from a man who was so cold toward his child? "If you don't want this child, then why did you sleep with me?" She wanted to yell at him, but in the end, she didn’t say anything. He had once told her that he liked children, which was why she hadn’t taken the pills. But... It was as if he liked children but not with her. Stella's heart was in so much pain, but she didn’t want to let him see her tears. She didn’t turn around, keeping her back facing him. Stella took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Kingston, don’t think too much. I also don’t want this child at all. I have already decided to get rid off it." She was about to leave but then stopped and said, "One more thing, I hope we don’t see each other again in this life." After she said, Stella didn’t stop for a minute and left. At first, she didn’t want to leave this place, but now... She felt suffocated. Stella held her bag tightly and left without looking back. RK watched the woman’s back, struggling to keep herself straight and not stumble. His eyes were dark and filled with unreadable emotions. Only after her figure disappeared from his sight did his tense back relax. [Flashback end] "I am sorry, I didn’t see you..." Suddenly, a man bumped into Stella, who was standing in the hallway. Files fell to the ground. But because of this she also came back from the memories from six years ago. "No, I am sorry," she said, helping him pick up the files before going into the elevator. As the elevator door opened, Jack Paul stood outside and greeted her. Jack Paul looked at Stella with a smile and said, "Stella, here you are. How are you? You are new here. If you need anything, please feel free to tell me." Stella looked at him and nodded. "I am fine, thank you." As they talked, they went to his office and sat down. Jack looked at Stella and said, "Stella, I am very happy that you accepted my offer and came back." As he spoke, he handed her a red file and continued, "I am sure you have heard that our company is going to be acquired by someone. This file contains the reports I made; take a look." Stella took the file and nodded. Jack continued, "Many companies want to buy our company, but among all of them, RK Groups is the best. However, the price offered by Mr. RK was too low." He paused and said, "This time, I ask you to come back so that you can turn the situation around." "RK Groups... Rene Kingston..." Stella's hands holding the file trembled. The memories she had locked away deep down in her heart suddenly resurfaced. Stella calmed herself and said, "I will do my best." "That’s good," Jack laughed and said. "Now that you have taken on this project, I am not worried anymore." Chapter 4 The next day, at a coffee shop... Stella had already organized all the documents and asked the negotiation director of the RK Group to meet her at the coffee shop. As she was waiting, a man wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses came over. But when he walked over and saw Stella, he looked shocked. Stella also looked at the person in front of her and was shocked, too. Because the one standing in front of her was RK's assistant, Alex Triston. For a moment, both of them stayed quiet. It was Stella who took the initiative and said, "Long time no see." Alex heard her words and quickly regained his composure. He nodded and sat down. Stella didn’t waste much time and went straight to the point. "Mr. Triston, here are the documents. If you find them satisfactory, please sign them." As she spoke, she pushed the documents in front of him. Alex looked at the eye-catching price of 70 million and was shocked. "Miss Richard, the RK Group can only offer 40 million. The price your company is asking for is very high." Stella didn’t want to sign this contract from the beginning. She would never let that man become her boss. She felt like she was wasting her time on the RK Group and should find another company. "It's alright, but we can't sign this contract." She said, packing her things and deciding to leave. Alex saw that she was about to leave and that she wasn’t interested in this deal, and he panicked. He rushed over and stopped her. "Miss Richard, please wait. Let me call and ask about the price again." Stella stopped and nodded. "Of course." Alex stepped to the side and made a call. **** At the RK Group's CEO office... RK was sitting in the head chair, listening to a report from the marketing department, when his phone rang. RK glanced at the phone and hung up. He didn’t like being disturbed at work. But after a few seconds, it rang again. The people standing in the office saw his cold expression and trembled. They felt like the person on the other side was about to die. RK's face didn’t look good, and the people reporting to him felt a chill down their spines. RK picked up the phone and asked, "What is it?" His voice was cold. Alex reported the situation on the other side. "Tell them it’s not going to happen. 70 million is too much; they’re not worth it." After he finished speaking, he was about to hang up. But Alex said something that made him pause for a while. His fingers tapped on the table, and after a minute, he replied, "Okay, then let's agree to 70 million." After that, he paused for a moment and added, "Tell her I’m coming to the company, and ask her to personally explain to me how it’s worth 70 million." After he spoke, he hung up the phone. There were some unknown emotions in his deep blue eyes. The people from the marketing department heard his words and were shocked. "The CEO is going to personally sign the contract." "Is that negotiation really worth his visit?" Moreover, they knew that in this negotiation, Mr. Kingston didn’t need to be personally involved. All of them had question marks on their faces. **** Alex wasn’t too far away, so Stella could hear parts of his conversation. She heard Alex directly reporting her name to the person on the other side of the phone. Within just three minutes... "Miss Richard, wait! Mr. Kingston said that they have no problem with your price. The agreement must be set according to your company’s plan. Let's quickly sign the deal so that no one can back out." After he finished speaking, he took out the documents, signed his name, and handed the pen to Stella. Looking at his arrogant attitude, as if he had already bought her company, Stella was a little shocked. She stared at the pen in a daze. She hadn’t expected the agreement between the two companies to go so smoothly and effortlessly. Stella felt like she had made her stand clear by not lowering her price and being firm in her decision. But who would have thought that RK would be even more determined than she was in the acquisition of the company? He even agreed to sign the contract at her price. "Didn’t he pride himself on never changing his decisions, no matter what? Then why did he change this one?" she thought. "Was it because, after living with the love of his life, he changed?" But no matter what. Now, what could she do? Stella took the pen and signed her name. She didn’t care about him anymore. Anyway, she wasn’t going to stay here. Usually, she didn’t want him to become her boss, but what could she do? She needed to finish this job and leave quickly. Alex put the documents back, shook hands with her, and said, "Miss Richard, from now on, we’re colleagues in the same company. Please take care of us in the future!" Stella just gave him a forced smile. Only she and God knew how much she didn’t want this man to be her boss. Alex looked at her and added, "Miss Richard, please go back to the company quickly. Mr. Kingston will be there in a while. He said he wants you to... personally explain how your company is worth 70 million." Alex also didn’t know why his boss wanted Miss Richard to do it personally, after what happened between them before. But as an assistant, he could only do as he was told. ***** On the way back to the company... Stella was sitting in the car, but her mind was filled with thoughts of how RK would soon become her boss. "Ahhh! Stella, you’re the best. You just signed the contract as soon as you showed up!" The one who speak was the assistant to the director of the company. "Stella, you don’t know, but before you came, Mr. Paul sent many people to negotiate with Mr. Kingston, but he only kept lowering the price." She hugged Stella and said happily, "Stella, you’re our lucky star." Stella just lowered her head and didn’t speak. Because it wasn’t what she wanted. Lily continued, "Stella, you just came back, so you probably don’t know much about the city, right?" As she spoke, she leaned closer to Stella’s ear and whispered, "Let me tell you, Mr. Kingston is the most handsome man in X City. He’s not only handsome but also rich and capable. He’s the dream man of many women in the world." Stella heard her words and felt speechless. "I heard that he had a fiancée before, but he already left her, six years ago," Lily said. "He didn’t marry her sister?" Stella couldn’t believe they hadn’t married yet. Didn’t he give her a divorce because he wanted to marry her sister? She thought that by now, they must be married, have children, and be living happily together. "Stella, here you are." When Jack heard that Stella had reached an agreement with RK Groups, he personally came to welcome her with a big smile on his face. "Stella, you didn’t disappoint me. Quickly, go to the meeting room and sit for a while. 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🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free👉 | We were now the new Alpha and Luna of The Nightcrawlers Pride and we were expected to carry out our duties immediately. While no one would say it, I knew that the 'baby making process' was expected as well. We headed to our new room to commence and mark the final activity for the mating ceremony. A day that I had looked forward to all my life. I was nervous and it didn't seem like a good one. I didn't know what to expect but I was already wet, my niples had rolled into tight buds and they tried to gain attention and drill a hole through my outfit. I stepped into the room before him. "I'll be right back," he said and I nodded, closing the door behind me. Immediately, I dashed to the bathroom and took a shower. I couldn't afford this moment to be ruined. I wrapped the towel around my chast and got out of the shower. My heart hammered in my chast. Karson was staring at me with his undivided attention. His gaze dropped lower and I tightened my hand around my towel. The air was thick and in an instant, he was taking long strides towards me. I met him half way and while my hands reached out to touch his face and pull him into a kiss, his hand grabbed my towel and he yanked it off. I gasped in shock but his hands grabbed my brreasts. I was immediately enveloped in the feel of him. I wrapped my hands around his back as he licked and softly nibbled on my hard niples. His rough hands trailed down my body and kicked my legs apart. He slid two fingers into my core and I gasped at the sudden intrusion. "How are you so wet?" He mumbled to himself. I couldn't breathe. His fingers were bigger than mine so they stretched me more than I had ever done to myself. I felt so full and I hadn't even had the real thing yet. He pumped into me hard and fast, soon my legs shook and my eyes were fluttering close. "Karson," I wanted it now. I wanted it right now. I wanted his shaft filling me up and I wanted his bite mark over my neck. "Fvcking hel, Irene!" He cursed and roughly pulled out his fingers. He grabbed my wrist and made me climb the bed, he pressed a hand to my waist and I knew what he wanted. | LEARN_MORE | https://befant.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=14374&u | Indulge in story | https://www.facebook.com/61552702618591/ | 865 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | befant.com | DCO | https://befant.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=14374&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461381295_1047237326809879_2047251461871923527_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=p3kXV0gJeSEQ7kNvgGMH52t&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Amj_rlP9PZBI4_oM7iqREev&oh=00_AYAqua4sD3yDt_t7-odo4zJBbwCeDDbZmAApNfD1jDf9ww&oe=675AB126 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Indulge in story | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Le retour de l'épouse indésirable | Lors de l'anniversaire du mariage, elle est allée au rendez-vous en grande tenue mais a été droguée par la maîtresse de son mari et a couché avec un inconnu, sans savoir qu'il s'agissait du demi-frère et rival d'affaires de son mari ! ===== Dans le cinéma privé opulent et faiblement éclairé, la vente aux enchères de bijoux la plus exclusive était diffusée en direct. « Un million, une fois, deux fois... » La voix posée du commissaire-priseur résonnait dans la salle, homme resserrait sa prise autour de la taille d'Alicia Bennett... Mais l'intensité entre eux ne faisait que croître à mesure que le temps passait, leurs corps s'entremêlant dans une bataille de p*ssion et de contrôle. Le marteau du commissaire-priseur a retenti. « Adjugé pour dix millions ! Applaudissons M. Joshua Yates ! » Ce nom a surpris Alicia comme un éclair. Son corps s'est instantanément figé, ce que l'homme n'a pas pu s'empêcher de remarquer, se sont dirigés paresseusement vers l'écran. La caméra a zoomé sur le visage de Joshua Yates, chaque détail de ses traits familiers s'affichant avec une clarté parfaite. « Joshua Yates, le deuxième fils de la famille Yates... Une connaissance peut-être ? », a-t-il lancé, les coins de sa bouche se tordant en un sourire sournois. Alicia a froncé les sourcils. La dernière chose qu'elle voulait, c'était d'en parler. Elle n'a pas répondu. L'homme, voyant la situation, rigola légèrement. Au contraire, il a resserré sa prise sur sa taille, ses mouvements devenant plus incessants, son rythme chaotique et sauvage... À la fin, Alicia a profité du temps que l'homme passait sous la douche pour s'échapper discrètement. Lorsque Caden Ward a enfin quitté la salle de bains, aucun signe de la femme n'a été vu. L'amusement se lisait dans ses yeux et un sourire en coin se dessinait sur ses lèvres. Quelques instants plus tard, son assistant, Hank Ford, a fait irruption dans la pièce, visiblement sur les nerfs. « Euh, toutes mes excuses, M. Ward. J'ai baissé ma garde. Donnez-moi un peu de temps, et je la ramène immédiatement. » Ils venaient de revenir de l'étranger en prenant toutes les précautions nécessaires. Et pourtant, une femme avait réussi à passer à travers les mailles de leur sécurité. Caden les traits calmes, presque indifférents. « Ce n'est pas la peine. J'étais... consentant. » Les yeux d'Hank se sont écarquillés sous le choc. Depuis qu'il connaissait Caden, l'homme n'avait jamais eu de relations avec une femme, même pour une simple contact physique. Des rumeurs circulaient même sur le fait que Caden souffrait d'une maladie secrète. Pourtant, ces rumeurs semblaient s'évaporer face à la tournure inattendue que prenaient les événements. Avant qu'Hank ne puisse comprendre, la voix grave de Caden l'a ramené à la réalité. « Enquête sur la vie privée de Joshua. Je veux tous ses dossiers d'ici une demi-heure. » Ce soir, Alicia était entrée dans sa chambre en titubant, fiévreuse et désespérée. De toute évidence, elle avait été d**guée. C'était à ce moment-là que la révélation s'est faite : Alicia était toujours pur. Après deux ans de mariage avec Joshua... elle n'avait pourtant pas été touchée ? Et ses lèvres se sont retroussées en un sourire satisfait. Les choses inattendues avaient toujours le don de l'intriguer. Mais en y réfléchissant, il était clair qu'Alicia n'avait aucune idée de la personne avec qui elle avait passé la nuit, à cause des effets de la d**gue. Lorsqu'Alicia est rentrée chez elle, les premières lueurs de l'aube filtraient à travers les fenêtres. Elle a alors réalisé combien de temps elle était restée dehors. Mais avant qu'elle ne puisse aller plus loin, son téléphone a sonné. C'était sa meilleure amie, Monica Flynn, qui appelait. « Alicia ! », a presque crié Monica à l'autre bout de la ligne, sa voix était aiguë et pleine d'inquiétude. « Comment vas-tu ? » Alicia a pris une profonde inspiration et, d'un geste désinvolte, a laissé tomber ses chaussures. « Je vais mieux », a-t-elle murmuré. La colère de Monica débordait, ses mots étaient tranchants et implacables. « Joshua est une véritable merde ! Il est plus que répugnant ! S'il ne veut pas rester marié, il n'a qu'à demander le divorce en toute honnêteté ! Quel genre d'homme malade voudrait comploter contre sa propre femme ? » La douleur aiguë de la trahison a traversé la poitrine d'Alicia. Hier, c'était leur deuxième anniversaire de mariage. Joshua lui avait envoyé un texto, proposant de le fêter. Osant espérer qu'il avait changé, elle s'était habillée comme il se devait, mais elle avait été déçue et avait bu un verre de d**gue qui l'avait entraînée dans une nuit de confusion et de chaos. Joshua était-il vraiment le cerveau de tout cela ? Ravalant l'amertume qui tentait de remonter à la surface, Alicia s'est forcée à monter les escaliers, ses mouvements étant lents et fatigués. « C'est bon, Monica. Je vais m'en occuper. » Monica, toujours protectrice, n'était pas convaincue. « Tu vas t'en occuper ? Comment ça ? Tu n'as qu'un mot à dire et je serai là en un clin d'œil ! » Alicia n'a pas pu empêcher le petit sourire fatigué qui s'est dessiné sur ses lèvres, raccrocher le téléphone. Mais son cœur soit toujours aussi lourd. Avant qu'elle ne puisse répondre, la porte de sa chambre s'est ouverte en grinçant. Elle a levé le regard, et presque instantanément, son estomac a lâché. Joshua était là, tout juste sorti de la douche, une serviette enroulée autour de sa taille. Ses cheveux humides collaient à son front tandis qu'il la fixait. Chapitre 2 Divorçons alors Alicia est sortie de sa torpeur dès qu'elle a croisé le regard froid de Joshua, son soi-disant mari. Son expression est restée la même, toujours aussi froide et indifférente, comme s'il regardait une inconnue. La seule chose qui n'était pas à sa place était la marque d'amour sur ses lèvres. Elle était envahie par une vague de dégoût et n'arrivait pas à s'empêcher d'avoir des nausées. Elle le repoussa et s'apprêtait à entrer. Joshua a froncé les sourcils, sa main s'élançant pour attraper son poignet. « Alicia, c'est quoi cette attitude ? » Il avait l'air assez mécontent d'elle cette fois, ce qui était rare, vu le peu de cas qu'il faisait de son retour à la maison. En temps normal, Alicia l'aurait accueilli à bras ouverts, une lueur de joie illuminant ses traits fatigués, mais aujourd'hui, elle semblait vidée, presque creuse. Elle n'a pas résisté à son emprise, répondant à son regard avec un calme qui l'a troublé. « N'ai-je pas toujours été comme ça ? Obéissante, raisonnable, veillant à ce que la maison soit en ordre, à ce que tu sois à l'aise, prêt à te donner à fond au travail. » Un petit sourire amer s'est dessiné sur ses lèvres. « N'est-ce pas ce que tu aimes le plus chez moi ? Cela te facilite les choses, n'est-ce pas ? Cela te libère du temps pour ton rendez-vous... Avec ton am**te. » Les yeux de Joshua se sont assombris à l'accusation voilée. La dénégation était sur ses lèvres, mais il ne s'en est pas soucié. Pourquoi le ferait-il ? Il a lâché sa main et a dit d'un ton bourru : « En fait, c'est pour ça que je suis là. Il faut qu'on parle. » Alicia s'est vigoureusement frotté le poignet, comme si elle essayait d'effacer son contact. « Alors, tu as l'intention de la rendre enfin publique ? » L'expression de Joshua s'est instantanément déformée, sa façade calme s'est fissurée. « Qu'est-ce que tu en sais ? Tu m'as fait suivre par un détective privé ou quelque chose comme ça ? » Alicia a laissé échapper un rire doux et ironique. « Est-ce nécessaire ? Hier soir, tu n'as pas lésiné sur les moyens pour la rendre heureuse. Même un aveugle pourrait dire que tu es fou d'elle. » Il l'a dévisagée, déstabilisé par son ton glacial. C'était toujours Alicia qui parlait, mais il y avait quelque chose de différent chez elle... Pour une raison ou une autre, il se sentait inexplicablement blessé, comme une épine qui lui piquait le cœur. Cela venait peut-être de la façon dont elle le regardait maintenant, ses yeux, autrefois chauds et remplis d'amour pour lui, étaient maintenant complètement vides. Il n'y avait ni colère, ni douleur, juste... rien. C'était un contraste saisissant avec la femme qui avait l'habitude de le regarder comme s'il était tout son univers. Pour des raisons qu'il ignorait, la voir ainsi réveillait quelque chose en lui, une insatisfaction inconnue. Agacé par sa propre réaction, Joshua a décidé de répliquer, d'une voix plus dure : « Elle est enceinte. C'est une grossesse délicate, alors je lui ai offert un petit cadeau pour lui remonter le moral. » Les poings d'Alicia se sont serrés avant qu'elle ne puisse les arrêter. Enceinte ? Ainsi, les nuits où elle avait attendu qu'il rentrait à la maison, il était avec une autre femme, travaillant assidûment pour fonder une nouvelle famille ? Voyant le visage pâle d'Alicia, Joshua a ressenti une pointe de satisfaction. « Ce n'est pas que je n'ai pas envie de c**cher avec toi », a-t-il dit, la voix dégoulinante de condescendance. « Tu es vraiment ennuyeuse, sans charme et trop sérieuse. Aucun homme ne voudrait de ça. » Les paroles cruelles de Joshua ont transpercé Alicia , mais elle a réussi à rester calme en apparence. Ce n'était pas qu'elle évitait l'intimité, c'était juste qu'elle n'était pas celle qui l'initiait. Était-ce pour cela qu'elle était si indésirable ? Était-ce un péché de ne pas être assez s**uisante ? Prenant une respiration lente et régulière, Alicia s'est efforcée de rester calme. « Très bien », a-t-elle répondu calmement. « Divorçons alors. Tu pourras lui donner le titre qu'elle veut. » Le mot « divorce » a fait tressaillir involontairement la paupière de Joshua. Il s'en est moqué et ses yeux se sont rétrécis de suspicion. « C'est encore un de tes jeux ? » Convaincu qu'il avait raison, sa voix est devenue plus froide, plus mordante. « Alicia, pendant deux ans, tu as fait toutes les gamineries possibles et imaginables pour attirer mon attention. Tu n'es pas encore fatiguée ? Moi, si ! » Il a fait une pause, laissant son dédain s'installer. « Tu prétends m'aimer tellement. Pourrais-tu vraiment t'éloigner de moi ? » Alicia n'a pas pu empêcher le rire amer qui lui a échappé. L'aimer ? Comprenait-il seulement ce que cela signifiait ? Lorsque l'entreprise de Joshua s'était effondrée, ne lui laissant que des dettes et des rêves brisés, c'est Alicia qui avait vidé ses économies pour le tirer d'affaire. Par gratitude ou peut-être par obligation, il l'avait épousée. Pendant deux longues années, elle avait été une épouse dévouée, le soutenant pendant qu'il se frayait un chemin vers le succès. Et qu'est-ce qu'Alicia avait obtenu en retour ? Elle avait été mise de côté comme une relique inutile, tandis qu'une autre femme portait son enfant. Son amour, sa loyauté, avaient été réduits en poussière sous ses pieds. Elle ne voulait pas rester à ses côtés ne serait-ce qu'un jour de plus. D'une voix ferme, Alicia a dit : « Rédige la convention de divorce. J'accepterai tous les termes que tu voudras. » Et sur ce, elle s'est retournée et a disparu par la porte, laissant Joshua seul dans le couloir. Pendant un moment, il l'a regardée avec colère, puis un sourire froid et moqueur s'est dessiné sur ses lèvres. Très bien, elle pouvait jouer les martyrs. Il doutait qu'elle puisse continuer longtemps. Sortant en trombe de la maison, Joshua est allé directement à l'appartement où l'attendait sa ma**resse, Lilliana Green. « Eh bien, c'était rapide », a-t-elle plaisanté en apprenant que Joshua allait divorcer, en haussant un sourcil. « Il semblerait qu'elle n'ait pas été aussi difficile à gérer que tu l'as prétendu. » Joshua l'a attirée dans ses bras, « Elle est rusée », a-t-il marmonné, une pointe de suspicion s'insinuant dans sa voix. « Je ne sais pas si elle accepte le divorce ou si elle se joue de moi. » Lilliana ses bras s'enroulant paresseusement autour de son cou, « Détends-toi, Joshua », a-t-elle ronronné. « Même si elle change d'avis, il est trop tard. » Les sourcils de Joshua se sont froncés. « Qu'est-ce que tu veux dire ? » Chapitre 3 Lâcher prise Les yeux de Lilliana ont brillé d'une intention obscure, ses lèvres se sont courbées en un léger sourire. Elle n'était pas assez stupide pour dévoiler ses intentions maintenant, alors elle s'en est débarrassée avec une excuse facile à trouver. « Pendant vos deux années de mariage, elle a vécu tranquillement dans l'ombre, comme une simple femme au foyer, déconnectée de ton monde. Quand tu t'affirmes, oserait-elle dire un mot ? » Joshua a plissé ses lèvres en une ligne dure. Au cours des deux dernières années, Alicia avait en effet tout fait pour lui, lui apportant soutien et réconfort. Elle l'avait aimé férocement, mais au bout du compte, quelle valeur avait l'amour ? Contre toute attente, il s'était frayé un chemin jusqu'au sommet, et il avait enfin atteint le pouvoir qu'il désirait. Mais ce succès n'avait pas été facile, et ce n'était pas l'amour qui avait assuré sa position, mais les alliances avec les puissants. Le prestige de la fille de la famille Green, ce titre à lui seul, avait bien plus de valeur que l'amour dévoué d'Alicia. Alors que ces pensées tourmentaient son esprit, Lilliana a ronronné, sa voix étant comme du velours : « Joshua, félicitations d'avoir échappé à la routine. On fête ça ? » L'espace d'un instant, Joshua l'a regardée, mais le visage indifférent d'Alicia a soudain défilé devant ses yeux. Depuis son départ, Alicia ne l'avait pas appelé une seule fois pour savoir où il était. Avant, s'il était fâché avec elle, elle l'aurait appelé en panique. Une irritation aiguë et inexplicable l'a submergé. Sans réfléchir, il a repoussé Lilliana d'une voix bourrue. « Cela ne fait que quelques semaines que tu es enceinte. Fais attention. » Lilliana, toujours aussi vive, a senti qu'il était distrait. « Joshua, qu'est-ce qui ne va pas ? », a-t-elle demandé avec douceur. « Tu n'as pas envie de divorcer ? » La réponse de Joshua a été immédiate. « Bien sûr que je veux divorcer. » Ses yeux se sont rétrécis alors qu'elle l'étudiait. « Alors pourquoi n'as-tu pas l'air très heureux ? » Joshua a trouvé une excuse rapide, sa voix étant stable mais distante. « L'état de santé de mon père s'est aggravé. Il ne lui reste plus beaucoup de temps, et Caden est revenu la nuit dernière. Il est probablement ici pour revendiquer son héritage. Je dois trouver comment m'occuper de lui. » Lilliana a cligné des yeux, momentanément déconcertée. « Caden ? Ton frère du premier mariage de ton père ? Il ne porte même plus le nom de Yates. Quel droit a-t-il de se battre contre toi pour cet héritage ? » L'expression de Joshua est devenue plus sombre. C'était vrai, mais en fin de compte, il était toujours le fils d'une briseuse de ménage. Toutes ces années d'efforts acharnés n'avaient pas seulement servi à se tailler un nom dans la famille Yates, mais aussi à pousser Caden dans l'ombre, là où il devait être. D'une manière ou d'une autre, Joshua était bien décidé à gagner. Pendant ce temps, Alicia sortait de son sommeil, le poids de la fatigue pesant encore sur ses membres. La nuit était déjà tombée, mais elle se sentait encore plus épuisée qu'avant. Pour cause, ses rêves tournaient autour de cet inconnu, dont le contact s'attardait encore sur sa peau. Même maintenant, complètement réveillée, elle avait l'impression de flotter sur un nuage, ce qui la faisait rougir de façon incontrôlable. Elle n'est sortie de sa torpeur que lorsque son téléphone a sonné et qu'elle a reçu un appel de Monica. «Alicia, j'ai reçu les résultats de tes analyses de s*ng. J'ai transmis les substances détectées à un ami, qui a un réseau très étendu. Il est en train de faire des recherches pour savoir qui a acheté ce produit. » Alicia s'est redressée, l'esprit plus vif. « Merci, Monica. Je l'apprécie. » « Si tu veux vraiment me remercier, fais-moi une faveur, arrête d'être obsédée par cet ab**ti. Et après le divorce, concentre-toi sur ta carrière. Tu me dois bien ça. » La poitrine d'Alicia s'est réchauffée, et elle a baissé la tête en signe de gratitude silencieuse. « Je sais, je sais. » Maintenant qu'elle y pensait, elle s'était rendu compte que ses sentiments pour Joshua n'avaient jamais été de l'amour pur ; ils étaient nés d'une dette, d'un sentiment d'obligation. Les attentes de sa famille avaient toujours pesé lourd sur elle, et dans cette enfance solitaire et étouffée, c'était Joshua qui avait été là. Son compagnon avait nourri une vague affection qu'elle avait confondue avec l'amour. « Heureusement pour moi, l'amour n'a jamais été une chose à laquelle je me suis accrochée », a murmuré Alicia. « Ces deux dernières années, je vais juste voir ça comme un remboursement de sa gentillesse. » Monica a marqué une pause, son audace habituelle étant tempérée par la réflexion. Elle savait mieux que quiconque qu'il était une fois arrivé à Joshua d'aimer Alicia. Mais il s'est avéré que l'amour pouvait être une chose éphémère. « Alicia, j'espère vraiment que tu as laissé tomber pour de bon », a dit Monica avec un soupir de culpabilité. Une douleur aiguë a frappé la poitrine d'Alicia, ses yeux se sont mis à piquer alors qu'elle luttait contre l'envie de pleurer. Rapidement, elle a appuyé sa main sur ses paupières, refusant de laisser couler les larmes. Seulement à ce moment-là, elle a remarqué quelque chose d'étonnant. Stupéfaite, elle a fixé sa main. L'alliance, à laquelle elle s'était tant accrochée, n'était plus là. Disparue pendant toute une journée et une nuit, sans qu'elle s'en soit aperçue. Tout à coup, son cœur s'est senti plus léger, le poids de tout ce qu'elle avait porté a commencé à se dissiper. Elle a murmuré, plus à elle-même qu'à quiconque : « Oui, j'ai vraiment lâché prise. » Joshua n'a pas tardé à s'en apercevoir. Il s'était retourné pour attraper rapidement quelque chose, lorsqu'il a posé les yeux sur la main d'Alicia. Les sourcils froncés, il a demandé, sans réfléchir : « Où est ton alliance ? » Chapitre 4 Ses pires cauchemars Alicia ne pensait plus qu'à quitter Joshua, elle a donc ignoré sa question et lui a demandé carrément : « Les papiers du divorce sont-ils prêts ? » Encore ce mot « divorce ». De l'irritation a traversé les yeux de Joshua. « Qu'est-ce qui presse ? », a-t-il lancé, d'une voix froide et tranchante. « Mon père est en train de finaliser son testament, et si on apprend mon divorce, cela va ruiner ma réputation. Maintenant, prépare tes affaires, nous dînons au manoir des Yates cet après-midi. » Avec le retour de Caden, la famille a organisé un dîner de bienvenue pour lui. Ils espéraient ainsi remonter le moral de Jerald Yates, le père de Joshua. Mais Alicia n'avait pas l'intention de maintenir la façade d'un mariage heureux. « Je n'irai pas », a-t-elle annoncé sèchement. « Finalise le divorce et arrête de me faire perdre mon temps. » Joshua a éclaté de rire, un son qui n'avait rien de chaleureux. « Oh, voyons, Alicia. Arrête de faire semblant. Tu as caché la bague parce que tu ne veux pas me quitter, n'est-ce pas ? Tu ne peux pas supporter l'idée d'être sans moi. » Il s'est penché en souriant et a ajouté : « Tu as travaillé dur ces deux dernières années. Même si nous divorçons, je prendrai soin de toi, tant que tu me rendras heureux. » Les yeux d'Alicia se sont écarquillés, l'incrédulité se transformant en colère. Cacher la bague ? Elle ne supportait pas d'être sans lui ? Ses paroles arrogantes sonnaient comme des clous sur un tableau noir aux oreilles d'Alicia. Avec un rictus acéré, elle a répliqué : « Oh, M. Yates, comment pourrais-je te rendre heureux ? Ne t'inquiète pas, je te rendrai la bague. Qu'une femme aussi ordinaire que moi oserait-elle te faire perdre ton temps ? Une fois que tu l'auras, nous finaliserons le divorce immédiatement. » Mais Joshua ne s'est pas laissé impressionner par le venin d'Alicia. Il pensait la connaître trop bien, convaincu que ce n'était qu'un stratagème de plus pour attirer son attention. Sans trop réfléchir, il lui a lancé un sac. « Nous avons des invités aujourd'hui. Habille-toi correctement, et ne me fais pas passer pour un mauvais bougre. » Alicia a baissé les yeux sur le sac, son esprit se remémorant les innombrables fois où elle avait visité le manoir, habillée de vêtements modestes et sans prétention, faisant tout pour se fondre dans la masse, pour lui plaire, ainsi qu'à sa famille. Mais aujourd'hui, avec leur divorce qui se profilait à l'horizon, Alicia n'avait plus envie de jouer le rôle d'une épouse dévouée. Après s'être glissée dans la tenue, elle a soigneusement appliqué une touche de maquillage, juste assez pour faire ressortir l'éclat de son teint déjà impeccable. Les subtiles retouches accentuaient sa peau lisse et ses traits délicats, lui donnant un certain éclat. Lorsque Joshua l'a remarquée en train de descendre l'escalier, il s'est figé un bref instant, les yeux rivés sur elle. C'était peut-être la façon dont la robe embrassait les courbes gracieuses d'Alicia, la rendant plus s**uisante qu'à l'accoutumée. À l'entrée du manoir des Yates, ils ont tous les deux repris leurs rôles habituels, masquant la tension entre eux avec une aisance pratique. Alicia a passé son bras dans celui de Joshua, leurs mouvements se sont synchronisés alors qu'ils marchaient dans la cour. Malgré le fait que Jerald était trop malade pour accueillir qui que ce soit, la grande salle grouillait de vie, les proches remplissant l'espace de bavardages. Le bruit bourdonnait autour d'elle, mais pour une raison inconnue, dès qu'Alicia a franchi le seuil, un froid vif a piqué sa peau. Elle a instinctivement levé les yeux, son regard étant immédiatement attiré par la silhouette qui se prélassait nonchalamment à l'autre bout de la pièce. Jambes croisées, chemise sombre déboutonnée juste assez pour dévoiler une partie de sa clavicule, l'homme respirait l'arrogance, sa présence était imposante. Lorsque les yeux d'Alicia ont finalement croisé les siens, un regard familier et autoritaire qui l'a clouée sur place. Son esprit s'est emballé alors que ses émotions ont commencé à déferler de manière incontrôlée. Joshua a remarqué son changement d'attitude, ses sourcils se sont froncés et il a demandé : « Qu'est-ce qui se passe avec toi ? » Le souffle d'Alicia s'est arrêté dans sa gorge. Un mot s'est échappé de ses lèvres, à peine audible. « Caden ? » La simple mention de son nom lui a donné des frissons. Pour elle, Caden était l'incarnation de ses pires cauchemars. Leur rencontre pour la première fois à l'âge de dix ans était due à l'amitié de leurs familles. Après avoir pris une année sabbatique, Caden a été transféré dans son école et, à partir de ce moment, le monde parfait d'Alicia a commencé à s'effondrer. Elle ne pouvait plus briguer la première place. Elle avait beau s'acharner, étudier tard, Caden avait toujours une longueur d'avance. Il la dépassait par la plus petite des marges, un point, peut-être deux, la laissant perpétuellement bloquée à la deuxième place. N'importe qui d'autre aurait accepté la défaite, se serait contenté du rôle de second. Pas Alicia. Née dans la prestigieuse famille Bennett, elle a été élevée sous le poids étouffant d'être à la hauteur de son nom de famille. L'excellence n'était pas seulement un objectif, c'était la monnaie d'échange qui lui permettait de gagner l'affection de ses parents. L'échec n'était pas une option, et pourtant Caden a eu l'audace de lui arracher tout ce pour quoi elle avait travaillé avec ce qui semblait être une facilité sans effort. C'était comme s'il avait jeté son dévolu sur elle dès le début, et Alicia, têtue à l'extrême, refusait de s'avouer vaincue. Leur rivalité avait duré plus d'une décennie, une bataille incessante menée à la fois ouvertement et dans l'ombre, et leur affrontement final avait eu lieu à l'université, juste avant la remise des diplômes, lors de la compétition nationale. Alicia s'est investie corps et âme dans ce moment, sa concentration étant à toute épreuve, elle ne visait rien de moins que la perfection. Et elle y est parvenue, obtenant une note parfaite. Mais Caden, toujours le serpent, avait soudoyé les juges, déformant les résultats en sa faveur. Alicia avait été obligée, une fois de plus, de se contenter de la deuxième place. La douleur de l'injustice était profonde, mais le coup le plus dur est venu de son père, Phil Bennett. Au téléphone, sa voix dégoulinait de déception quant à son classement. Alicia, habituée à ses tirades, n'a rien dit. Elle a attendu que sa colère s'estompe, puis a demandé calmement : « Je vais bientôt être diplômée. Vous reviendrez ? » Sa mère, Donna, avait toujours été son plus doux réconfort. Elle a réconforté Alicia ce jour-là et lui a promis qu'ils seraient là pour sa remise de diplôme. Mais la vie avait d'autres projets. Phil et Donna, qui rentraient précipitamment d'Itrubisite pour assister à la remise des diplômes, ont péri dans un tragique accident d'avion. Du jour au lendemain, le monde d'Alicia s'est brisé, la laissant orpheline dans ce monde cruel. Depuis ce jour-là, elle n'a plus jamais défié Caden. Par la suite, Caden a quitté Warrington pour faire carrière à l'étranger. « Il est revenu pour l'héritage », a marmonné Joshua, la voix à peine audible. Alicia lui a jeté un regard en coin lorsqu'il a continué : « Avec un empire familial aussi grand que le nôtre, un fils aîné comme lui n'abandonnerait pas si facilement. » Ses sourcils se sont légèrement froncés. C'était vrai, l'empire Yates était énorme, un héritage pour lequel la plupart des gens tueraient. Mais Caden avait accumulé sa propre fortune, dépassant même l'immense richesse de la famille. Se souciait-il vraiment de l'héritage ? Mais encore une fois, c'était Caden. La compétition coulait dans ses veines. Même s'il ne se souciait pas de la fortune comme telle, il se battrait bec et ongles pour gagner, pour jouer avec les autres. L'homme avait le don de semer le chaos pour son propre plaisir. Alicia était sa rivale depuis toujours, et même aujourd'hui, l'idée de lui accorder ne serait-ce qu'un regard lui semblait une perte d'énergie. Elle s'est donc retournée pour s'éloigner. Mais Joshua lui a attrapé le poignet, sa poigne étant ferme et tendue à la fois. « Je sais que vous ne vous entendez pas », a-t-il dit. « Mais il reste mon frère aîné. En public, il faut quand même aller le saluer. » Le corps d'Alicia s'est raidi à ce contact, et elle a immédiatement essayé de retirer sa main, sa peau se dérobant sous son emprise. Joshua a froncé les sourcils. « Alicia, sois sage », a-t-il sifflé. Elle a senti l'irritation monter dans sa poitrine. « Je ne refuse pas d'entrer. Mais laisse-moi d'abord. Je ne veux pas que tes mains sales me touchent. » Une lueur sombre est passée sur le visage de Joshua, et au lieu de la relâcher, il a entrelacé leurs doigts, les serrant fortement. Alicia s'est mordu la langue, silencieusement furieuse. Alors qu'ils s'approchaient, Caden a lentement levé les yeux, qui se sont rétrécis dans une évaluation paresseuse, presque ennuyée, d'eux. « Salut, Caden », a dit Joshua, le ton tendu, en rencontrant le regard de son frère avec une cordialité forcée. Caden a regardé leurs mains entrelacées, un sourire en coin s'est dessiné sur sa bouche. « Ta petite amie ? », a-t-il demandé d'un air indifférent, comme s'il ne reconnaissait pas Alicia. Chapitre 5 On se retrouve si vite, n'est-ce pas ? Les nerfs d'Alicia étaient tendus comme un ressort. Cette voix... Ses pensées désordonnées se confondaient avec le chaos, mais la déclaration calme de Joshua a percé le brouillard. « Alicia et moi sommes mariés depuis deux ans. Elle tient à moi, alors nous sommes restés discrets. Nous sommes allés directement à l'enregistrement, sans cérémonie. Tu étais occupé à l'étranger à l'époque, alors nous ne t'avons pas dérangé. » Caden a froncé les sourcils, sa voix étant empreinte d'une moquerie venimeuse. « Oh, alors elle est ma belle-sœur. » La façon dont il a prononcé les mots « belle-sœur » ressemblait plus à une g**le qu'à un titre, ne laissant aucun doute sur le mépris qu'il éprouvait pour elle. Alicia pouvait sentir le rictus de l'homme à travers chaque syllabe. Et tout cela à cause de son soi-disant mari, Joshua. La main tremblante, elle s'est emparée d'un mouchoir en papier, s'essuyant vigoureusement la main, comme pour se laver de son contact sale. « On dirait qu'Alicia est un peu germophobe », a fait remarquer Caden, avec un ton désinvolte. L'expression de Joshua est devenue plus sombre, la tension entre eux s'est intensifiée. Il ne s'attendait pas à ce qu'elle l'humilie de la sorte. « Il semble que je l'ai trop gâtée », a-t-il marmonné, la voix basse et crispée par l'irritation. Les yeux de Caden ont brillé d'une lueur dangereuse. « Si c'est une maladie grave, elle devrait se faire soigner. Cela pourrait avoir un impact sur son comportement en tant que mère. Tu sais à quel point notre père a voulu avoir un petit-enfant. » À ce moment-là, quelque chose a traversé les yeux de Joshua. Même si Alicia, sa femme, était juste à côté de lui, il s'est lancé et a menti comme un arracheur de dents. « Merci de t'inquiéter, Caden, mais j'ai déjà de bonnes nouvelles pour papa. Je n'ai pas encore eu le temps de lui dire. » Le sourire de Caden s'est accentué, son regard s'est porté sur Alicia, qui n'en pouvait plus de cette mascarade à la con. Elle s'est discrètement excusée et s'est éloignée. « À quel stade en est-elle ? », Caden a-t-il demandé d'un ton sérieux. « Elle n'a pas l'air d'être enceinte. » Joshua n'a pas perdu une seconde. « Juste un mois. » La réponse était autant une menace qu'une annonce. Les enjeux de l'héritage venaient d'être revus à la hausse, et Jerald, toujours soucieux de perpétuer la lignée familiale, ne manquerait pas de prendre en considération son petit-fils à naître. Le sourire de Caden s'est durci, et Joshua a donné le coup de grâce avec un ton suffisant. « Tu ferais mieux de te dépêcher, Caden. Je ne peux pas toujours avoir une longueur d'avance. » Caden, imperturbable, a agité la main paresseusement. « Rien ne presse. » Alicia s'est installée sur la terrasse, la brise fraîche de la nuit balayant sa peau. Elle inhalait l'air frais avec avidité pour apaiser ses nerfs.' Elle a sorti son téléphone et a recomposé rapidement le numéro du gérant du cinéma privé. « Avez-vous retrouvé la bague ? », a-t-elle demandé avec anxiété. Le gérant a hésité, l'air troublé. « Mme Bennett, nous avons fait des recherches approfondies et interrogé tout le personnel, mais nous n'avons vraiment pas retrouvé aucune bague. » « Alors... » Alicia a serré le poing, son esprit s'est emballé. « Avez-vous les coordonnées du client qui a réservé la chambre ce jour-là ? » « Je suis désolée, mais en raison de notre politique de confidentialité, nous ne pouvons divulguer aucune information sur nos clients. » Son cœur s'est serré. « Je vois », a-t-elle soupiré avec résignation. « Merci, s'il y a du nouveau, prévenez-moi rapidement. » En temps normal, elle aurait pu acheter une bague identique et la faire passer pour l'originale. Malheureusement, Joshua avait fait faire cette bague sur mesure, et ce n'était pas facile à reproduire. Après le dîner, il a commencé à pleuvoir. Les membres de la famille ont commencé à sortir les uns après les autres. Joshua est resté à ses côtés pendant qu'ils se dirigeaient vers la voiture, ses yeux se posant sur son poignet nu. « Si tu as aimé ce bracelet à la vente aux enchères, je peux t'acheter quelque chose de semblable », a-t-il dit froidement. Alicia devait résister à l'envie de rouler des yeux sardoniques. Elle ne croyait pas une seconde que Joshua pouvait avoir changé d'avis à son égard. « Tu veux me compenser par culpabilité ? » Ses mots étaient acérés, perçant la façade douce de Joshua. « Ce n'est pas nécessaire. Je n'ai aucune envie de me mêler de tes affaires. » Joshua n'avait pas eu l'intention de s'exprimer ainsi, mais son ton moqueur avait touché un point sensible. Sa mâchoire s'est serrée et un sourire amer a traversé ses lèvres. « Très bien. Ne le prends pas. L'argent que je dépense pour toi est un gaspillage de toute façon. » Alicia s'est mordu l'intérieur de la joue avant d'ajouter fermement : « Joshua, je te l'ai déjà dit. Je suis prête à quitter ce mariage les mains vides. Signons les papiers du divorce demain matin et mettons fin à tout cela une fois pour toutes. » Son sourire s'est transformé en quelque chose à la fois de sombre et de dangereux. « Et la bague ? » « Je l'ai perdue. » Les yeux de Joshua se sont rétrécis, son ton était implacable. « Je me fiche de tout le reste. Je veux la bague. » Elle avait du mal à contenir sa frustration, son souffle se coupant lorsqu'il lui a porté le coup de grâce. « Si tu ne la trouves pas, j'en déduirai que tu la gardes parce que tu tiens encore à moi », lui a-t-il dit froidement. À ce moment-là, le téléphone de Joshua a sonné, c'était Lilliana qui appelait. « Chéri », a-t-elle miaulé, pitoyable, en prononçant son nom. « Le tonnerre est tellement fort. J'ai peur de dormir seule, tu peux venir ? » La voiture n'a pas pris le chemin de chez Lilliana et Joshua était furieux contre Alicia, alors sans hésiter, il l'a jetée dehors sous la pluie et a filé à toute allure. Il ne lui a même pas donné de parapluie. Alicia est restée figée sur le bord de la route, la pluie battante s'infiltrant rapidement dans ses vêtements. La pluie froide s'est infiltrée dans ses os, la glaçant jusqu'à la moelle. Serrant les dents, elle a avalé le goût amer qu'elle avait dans la bouche et a commencé à marcher sur le trottoir détrempé. Derrière elle, le doux ronronnement d'un moteur se rapprochait. Une Maybach élégante et discrète s'est approchée d'elle, ses phares coupant à travers la pluie. « M. Ward, je crois que c'est Mme Bennett », a dit le chauffeur en jetant un coup d'œil en arrière. La voiture a ralenti pour s'arrêter. Caden a jeté un coup d'œil par la fenêtre, ses yeux aiguisés se sont rétrécis sur la silhouette solitaire d'Alicia. Elle a fait une pause, ses doigts rassemblant le tissu de sa robe trempée, la nouant pour alléger sa foulée. Ses jambes fines luisaient sous la pluie. Malgré l'apparence délicate de ses jambes, elles dégageaient une force tranquille. Il ne pouvait s'empêcher de se souvenir cette nuit-là... Caden se sont courbées en un léger sourire complice. « Invite-la à l'intérieur », a-t-il dit. La voiture s'est donc arrêtée à côté d'Alicia. Le chauffeur est sorti, tenant un grand parapluie au-dessus d'Alicia, d'une voix polie. « Mme Bennett, il est difficile de trouver un taxi à cette heure-ci. Puis-je vous proposer de vous raccompagner ? » Alicia a levé les yeux, reconnaissant l'homme comme le chauffeur de la famille Yates. Elle a hésité un instant avant d'acquiescer, la voix douce mais posée. « Merci, je suis désolée pour le dérangement. » Cependant, dès qu'elle s'est glissée sur le siège arrière de la voiture, elle a croisé le regard de l'autre passager, Caden. « On se retrouve si vite, n'est-ce pas ? » Sa voix, douce comme du velours, était teintée d'une pointe de malice. ...... Que se passe-t-il ensuite? Le nombre de chapitres affichés est limité. Appuyez sur le bouton ci-dessous pour installer notre application et lire les chapitres suivants. 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Feria de Opciones Escolares en Las Vegas | ¿Buscando Opciones Escolares para sus Hijos? Favor de ingresar su información para confirmar su asistencia a la Feria de Opciones Escolares en Las Vegas. ¡Estamos muy contentos de organizar una feria escolar donde podrás aprender sobre las escuelas chárter, magnet, escuelas privadas, educación en el hogar y más! Y también a como acceder a la Beca de la Oportunidad que proporciona hasta $9,800 dólares para poder asistir a escuelas privadas. También tendremos juegos; -búsqueda del tesoro, -Super heroes y payasito -pinta caritas, -cabina de fotos entretenimiento para sus hijos. -Habrá aperitivos, bebidas y estacionamiento gratuito. Fecha: 20 de Enero, 2024 Hora: 10am – 2pm Ubicación: IPEC Las Vegas 6590 Bermuda Rd. Las Vegas, NV 89119 ¡Ven y ayúdanos a celebrar la Semana de Opciones Escolares! Para mayor información llamar al: 702-351-3448. Hablamos español. Para registrarte acá: https://p2a.co/ZKQG03o (Si tiene problemas para registrarse, puede registrarse el día del evento, pero para evitar filas, es más fácil registrarse antes. Este evento es gratis). FREE ADMISSION! Are you looking for school options for your children? We are excited to host a school fair where you can learn about charter, magnet, private schools, micro-schools, homeschooling, and more! And also how to access the Opportunity Scholarship, which provides up to $9,800 to attend private school. We will also have fun activities for your children: - Scavenger hunt - Superheroes characters - Face painting, - Lego activities, and - Photo Booth. Snacks and drinks will be available, as well as free parking. Date: Jan. 20, 2024 Time: 10am – 2pm Location: IPEC Las Vegas 6590 Bermuda Rd. Las Vegas, NV 89119 Come and help us celebrate School Choice Week!!! For questions, call 702-351-3448 or email vgurr@federationforchildren.org. Click here to register: https://p2a.co/1XwXWA9 (Sign up now to avoid registering when you get there). | BUY_TICKETS | https://p2a.co/ZKQG03o | Nevada School Choice | https://www.facebook.com/NevadaSchoolChoice/ | 5,246 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Buy tickets | 0 | p2a.co | EVENT | https://p2a.co/ZKQG03o | https://p2a.co/ZKQG03o | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469544560_2452987075040448_2647015748973673486_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bsd6WNQCFZUQ7kNvgGynnMY&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A29_te0U7iRASIpPSokXTzx&oh=00_AYAf_R59xiRWjLsp4-wIYRXEH0DnGkLFIADTQxEIsQdJuw&oe=675AD1CD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Nevada School Choice | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free👉 | We were now the new Alpha and Luna of The Nightcrawlers Pride and we were expected to carry out our duties immediately. While no one would say it, I knew that the 'baby making process' was expected as well. We headed to our new room to commence and mark the final activity for the mating ceremony. A day that I had looked forward to all my life. I was nervous and it didn't seem like a good one. I didn't know what to expect but I was already wet, my niples had rolled into tight buds and they tried to gain attention and drill a hole through my outfit. I stepped into the room before him. "I'll be right back," he said and I nodded, closing the door behind me. Immediately, I dashed to the bathroom and took a shower. I couldn't afford this moment to be ruined. I wrapped the towel around my chast and got out of the shower. My heart hammered in my chast. Karson was staring at me with his undivided attention. His gaze dropped lower and I tightened my hand around my towel. The air was thick and in an instant, he was taking long strides towards me. I met him half way and while my hands reached out to touch his face and pull him into a kiss, his hand grabbed my towel and he yanked it off. I gasped in shock but his hands grabbed my brreasts. I was immediately enveloped in the feel of him. I wrapped my hands around his back as he licked and softly nibbled on my hard niples. His rough hands trailed down my body and kicked my legs apart. He slid two fingers into my core and I gasped at the sudden intrusion. "How are you so wet?" He mumbled to himself. I couldn't breathe. His fingers were bigger than mine so they stretched me more than I had ever done to myself. I felt so full and I hadn't even had the real thing yet. He pumped into me hard and fast, soon my legs shook and my eyes were fluttering close. "Karson," I wanted it now. I wanted it right now. I wanted his shaft filling me up and I wanted his bite mark over my neck. "Fvcking hel, Irene!" He cursed and roughly pulled out his fingers. He grabbed my wrist and made me climb the bed, he pressed a hand to my waist and I knew what he wanted. | LEARN_MORE | https://befant.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=14374&u | Indulge in story | https://www.facebook.com/61552702618591/ | 865 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | befant.com | DCO | https://befant.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=14374&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461381295_1047237326809879_2047251461871923527_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=p3kXV0gJeSEQ7kNvgGMH52t&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Amj_rlP9PZBI4_oM7iqREev&oh=00_AYAqua4sD3yDt_t7-odo4zJBbwCeDDbZmAApNfD1jDf9ww&oe=675AB126 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Indulge in story | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Sugar Land Holiday Lights | Get your tickets now! | LEARN_MORE | https://bit.ly/3Ca0oYA | Sugar Land Holiday Lights | https://www.facebook.com/SugarLandHolidayLights/ | 58,655 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | sugarlandholidaylights.com | CAROUSEL | Get your tickets now! | https://bit.ly/3Ca0oYA | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469557110_1728878744348296_7806526825568964411_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Jl6-2Pn40GMQ7kNvgH7V6RA&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AxpUmmI4nDr4Icx34EazKNr&oh=00_AYCfuD3fG-jB6xS99LFxRyN39UKreaVcFmR1Vay-PDwMjw&oe=675AB7DE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sugar Land Holiday Lights | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Get Your Little Warrior Ready 🥋 FREE Trial Class! | Parents, want to see your child become more confident, focused, and fit? 💪 Get a FREE Trial Class in Judo, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, or Self-Defense at Ararat Martial Arts & After School Fitness Center! 🥋 What your child will gain: ⚡ Increased confidence through martial arts achievement 🎯 Better focus and discipline 🤝 Friendships in a supportive environment 🥳 Fun and fitness in every class! Click "Get Offer" and claim your FREE class today! 📍 | LEARN_MORE | http://fb.me/ | Ararat MMA and After School Programs | https://www.facebook.com/Araratjudo/ | 980 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | AraratMartialArts.com | DCO | 🥋 SPECIAL Offer || FREE Trial Class in Judo, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, or Self-Defense! | http://fb.me/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469165949_3465795137056292_6328500886435112414_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mUgCKhiUQFoQ7kNvgE9QNJx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsrlEnoCduDp1nUt5vzpsIo&oh=00_AYC7MyKL3VQfVYCwyyd9Rv-zFqZ3-pUvUgJK1L0SjXoDJQ&oe=675AC879 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Ararat MMA and After School Programs | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Transform Your Hair Routine Instantly ★★★★★ | ✨ Ever Wish Your Hair Care Could Be This Easy? This genius device massages, oils, and nourishes your scalp while promoting hair growth with red light therapy. It’s like a spa treatment, simplified. 💆 Scalp massages that activate growth. 🧴 Evenly dispenses oils for hydration. 🌟 Gentle, relaxing, and designed for every hair type. Enjoy stronger, healthier, and longer hair—without the hassle. Try it today and experience the difference. | SHOP_NOW | https://suuvi.shop/products/suuvi-sense-scalp-mass | Suuvi Shop | https://www.facebook.com/61569809811132/ | 197 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | suuvi.shop | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://suuvi.shop/products/suuvi-sense-scalp-massager | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469146795_601642435765330_6836754198485117850_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qTduazp3iGkQ7kNvgF3raCp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AcdkDguZqXnQFmvbj2NIbz9&oh=00_AYBihhTmkq5bPJ-4tJIcAY71Nhp4dVNVNePM_jEboFKElQ&oe=675AC8D2 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Suuvi Shop | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/des.dion | des.dion | https://www.instagram.com/_u/des.dion | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram Profile | 0 | instagram.com | CAROUSEL | http://instagram.com/des.dion | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/469589058_563132476330145_8154007059764653347_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=CkwqaLtSoVQQ7kNvgFML8Ru&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYCDmcs-C4j1ocaoXYLgBBjgoHtKv3duv-7cfDRcDg6wZw&oe=675ACBED | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 0 | des.dion | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-07 19:36 | active | 1972 | 0 | Free Worldwide Shipping! | Transform pet nail trimming into an easy task with our LED-equipped Professional Pet Nail Clippers! 🐾✨ | SHOP_NOW | https://aurabliss.co/products/pet-nail-clippers | AnimalOasis | https://www.facebook.com/61562907459214/ | 21 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | aurabliss.co | VIDEO | ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 5/5 Reviews! | https://aurabliss.co/products/pet-nail-clippers | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452719421_874206951249879_1033732508277640565_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3cXqKauY_ZMQ7kNvgGfqmUj&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AtUJWfdmgpICz7r0m2InWPh&oh=00_AYB3JvPDkktky9pQaX51NgvWo15k21a34DITYKOWuDKgRg&oe=675AB18C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | AnimalOasis | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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💓My Vegetative Husband is the Hottest Billionaire in Town💓🔥📖👉👉I-click upang makakita kaagad ng mas kapana-panabik na nilalaman👈 | 😍💘"Ang kanyang mga mata ay kasing init ng apoy, mahigpit na nakakulong ang kanyang mga mata, at ang hangin sa pagitan ng dalawa ay tila umiinit."💘 Sa kalakasan ng ulan at tahimik na gabi,sa halip na nahihimbing ay humahangos si Shaniya Desiderio.Hirap man ay pinipilit niyang ihakbang ang may pilay na paa habang yakap ang walong buwang tiyan,taimtim na ipinagdarasal ang kaligtasan ng kahit ng kaniyang anak nalang.Hilam sa luha ang kaniyang mga mata at halos hindi na maimulat sa labis na pag-iyak ngunit pinipilit niyang lumaban para sa batang nasa kaniyang sinapupunan. Hindi akalain ni Shaniya na masasaksihan niya ang kasamaan ng kaniyang madrasta.Sariwa pa rin sa kaniyang isipan ang nasaksihan niya sa hospital kanina.Kung paanong tinakpan ni Zandra ng unan ang mukha ng kaniyang ama na sanhi ng pagkamatay nito.Pinilit niyang iligtas ang mahal na ama ngunit hindi siya hinayaan ni Zandra at ng mga tauhan nito. “NAPAKASAMA NIYO!”Galit na galit na bulyaw niya sa kaniyang ina-inahan nang kaldkarin siya ng mga tauhan ito palabas ng hospital.Natapilok ang kaniyang paa at sumigid ang sakit sa kaniyang kalamnan pero walang-wala ang sakit na iyon kumpara sa nadudurog niyang puso. “Bingi ka ba,Shaniya?Ang sabi ko kanina wala nang kwenta kung mananatiling nakaratay ang ama mo!Dalawang taon na siyang comatose.Sa tingin mo ba gigising pa siya?” Humikbi si Shaniya at umiling,“Hinding-hindi ko kayo mapapatawad!” Humalakhak si Diana,“Hindi rin naman ako hihingi ng tawad.Mas mabuti pang lumayas ka nalang,Shaniya.Wala ka na rin namang mapapala dahil ipinamana na sa akin ng bobo mong ama ang mga ari-arian niya.” “Magnanakaw ka—”Malakas na sampal ang pumutol sa kaniyang bulyaw. Pinilit tumayo ni Shaniya at malakas na itinulak si Zandra.Nabuwal ito at ginamit niya ang pagkakataong iyon para tumakbo kahit na hirap na hirap siya at basang-basa ng malakas na ulan. Mabilis siyang pumara ng taxi at nagpahatid sa bahay niya ng kanilang asawa.Nang makarating sa bahay ay agad niyang binuksan ang pinto ngunit ganoon nalang ang gulat at sakit na naranasan niya nang madatnan ang kaniyang asawa na komportableng nakaupo sa sofa—walang saplot ni isa at nasa ibabaw nito ang isang babaeng kilalang-kilala niya. “MGA HAYOP!”Tumili ng napakalakas si Shaniya at mabilis na sinugod si Diana,ang kaniyang step-sister at ang kaniyang asawa. | LEARN_MORE | https://bioplm.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14319&u | Philip Spicy Reading | https://www.facebook.com/61561349855790/ | 53,610 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | bioplm.com | DCO | 📖👉👉Ako ay isang prinsesa mula sa isang kilalang pamilya, ngunit ako ay malupit na kinulit ng aking madrasta at kapatid na babae at inalis ang lahat sa akin. This time, gusto kong bawiin lahat ng pag-aari ko!👈 | https://bioplm.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14319&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461089651_1673299063237190_600027698103463606_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=RTfz2zvd7xMQ7kNvgFAGw4M&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AtUJWfdmgpICz7r0m2InWPh&oh=00_AYAsIpO6Xnub-N1EeqLsxbJgzq1RkrpfbX1MI-rXDdAnOw&oe=675ACB17 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Philip Spicy Reading | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-07 18:42 | active | 1970 | 0 | 🎉🎁GIVEAWAY🎁🎉 I’ve partnered up with Sky Zone to give one lucky winner the chance to win a Sky Zone Annual Pass + SkySocks! The Sky Zone Annual Pass is the the perfect holiday gift for anyone who loves to JUMP into fun on a daily basis😆 And don’t forget your free SkySocks! SkyZone is also offering a Holiday Perks Passport to all new membership sign ups in December! It’s a bonus gift that is packed with freebies like free buddy passes so that you can bring a friend along, SkyBucks, and so much more 🏷️ Jump into this GIVEAWAY for a chance to WIN this Sky Zone Annual Pass 🤩 How To Enter: 👉🏽 Follow @londynnicolesplayground & @londynnicoleplayground_ @skyzone 👉🏽LIKE and SAVE this reel! 👉🏽Tag 2 friends in the comments (Tag more friends for an extra entry- each tag counts as 1 entry) 🎉Bonus Entry!🎉 Share this post to your stories and tag @skyzone @londynnicolesplayground 🥳Winner will be announced December 14, 2024! When: 👉🏽Every day for a year! 📍Any Sky Zone near you! 🎫 Want your Sky Zone Annual Pass now?! Get them today 👉 Offer for the Sky Zone Annual Pass ends December 31, 2024. ______________________________________________________ Giveaway ends 12/13/24 11:59 PM PST. Must be following accounts to be considered. Must be 18 and up to enter. Not affiliated with IG. Open to US only. Candidate will be selected and contacted within 48 hours by only this account after closing. • • • • • #reels #explore #fyp #tiktok #tiktokchallenge #giveaway #skyzone #giveawayusa | LEARN_MORE | https://www.skyzone.com/holidaydeals24/ | Londyn Nicole's Playground | https://www.facebook.com/londynnicolesplayground/ | 217 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | www.skyzone.com | VIDEO | https://www.skyzone.com/holidaydeals24/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469067978_1300133494226025_217977322927676806_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UvA90DbqTEkQ7kNvgFlUg5e&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AHfw_WmtpRE6KmJcpZJ9AlJ&oh=00_AYCkC73p9k-gnhUNpYhDS96fOV2umU7DLBzW_dSWxf7i1A&oe=675AB3DE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Londyn Nicole's Playground | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete |
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